restlessfox

ok now i'm curious, that happens to be my birthday and since i am a babyfur i just have to see these pics, anyone have a link?

ok i'm impressed. congrats on your new comp i built my own comp a few months back and this is my build: x ciclo cooler master case (full atx tower with 5 fans) intel core 2 quad 3 gig processor 3 2 gig reaper ocz 2 gig sticks of ram (they have heat displacement pipes to disperse the heat from overclocking your ram. apower 850 watt ak series power supply 2 1 tb seagate sata hdd's asus p5q3 deluxe motherboard (built in 5.1 surround sound card and onboard operating system incase windows crashes) 23" samsung sync master 2343bwx widescreen monitor i installed 64 bit windows vista before i set up the raid so i haven't put my second harddrive to good use yet because they have to be formatted for it which will erase my data, as soon as i can afford it i'll be getting a external harddrive to make an image of my drive then get raid going. the whole system cost about $1,200 but i overdrafted my account for $400 before i could get the rest of the goodies i was drooling over so i had to go with the processor's stock cooling fan which does a decent job (the hottest i've seen it run at a full load was 48* celcius) and a friend gave me one of his old graphics cards which isn't too good so that's bringing my windows score down to 4.4. unfortunately the lack of decent cooling has prevented me from overclocking it, not a big deal because it almost never lags unless i'm playing a next gen game. the only game that i've had to play on the min graphics settings is dragon age: origins, the higher settings make it skip a few frames which is slightly annoying but it still looks good in low detail. if you're anything like me building your own comp was insanely fun and gave you an excuse to let your repressed inner geek play. i hope you had fun

i feel naked without my zippo. sometimes i leave it at home so i can feel like i'm streaking without worrying about creepy old guys staring at my junk.

the last thing you'd want is a slippery pole.... wow that sounds so wrong

this seems like a grass is greener situation to me, programming sounds like your dream job and while it does have some potential to be a good career you gotta do some research into it if you're going to abandon your current path for it. my advice is act like you've just graduated with a masters in computer programming and you're fluent in several computer languages and everything's perfectly on course, look for your dream job, spend atleast 3 days job hunting with your spare time and call up the company you want to work for and tell them your situation and ask if they'll give you a tour. (hopefully within driving distance or this won't work to well) tell them you're in school to be a doctor but your heart's not into it and the company of the person you're talking to you seems like your dream career (that'll boost his ego and make him very cooperative) tell him you're thinking of changing your major to whatever you'll need to thrive there and ask him if he's willing to schedule a tour for you with someone that works there. don't worry about if they've got a now hiring sign out right now or not, there'll be plenty of time for that later. not sure who you'd have to talk to for this but oh well, you're more ambitious than i am by far so you'll figure it out. if you like what you see and want to work towards it then you'll be free to change classes without even a second thought or even a hint of doubt. in my oppinion it's better to be middle class when you're 80 and happy about your life and choices than upper class and bitter. that said taking a semester off to find the right path seems totally reasonable to me, don't treat it like a vacation though, put some serious effort into it and try to make the best of it. do some soul searching and don't limit yourself to what's on the classes at your school, think hard about what you would enjoy doing for the rest of your life for an income and if it's reasonably likely to pay off. good luck and i hope you find your passion.

last sunday my church had a guest pastor, during his sermon he sang about 3 songs with some music videos going on the projectors that he made himself. it took all the self restraint i had to not whip out my zippo and wave it over my head like it was a greatful dead concert. i can't stop thinking about it for some reason, like if i had done it would it have boosted the pastor's ego or made him self concious (he's gonna start his own church soon with the same preeching style) would i have given him extra fuel for his works or embarassed him bad enough to make him decide not to start the church right then and there. also i can't help but wonder if it was just my semi dormant sense of mischief that gave me the idea in the first place or what. why is it i dwell on the most seemingly insignificant decisions and just trust the important things to work out in the end?

i found a way around that problem and add a bit more absorbency in the process, the answer: baby diapers. just wrap one around your "little fox" and he can stand upright as much as he wants. when you do wet it comes out of both the leg holes and the top so no matter how fast the stream is it's got multiple outlets so it's more evenly distributed in your actual diaper so less leaks over all even when it relaxes. plus the sensation is pretty enjoyable. i have no idea what size the ones i use are but you probably want a pack smaller than size 4, you don't have to be padded to the base just enough for it to stay on. i prefer velcro clothlike covered for this purpose because the plastic backed get kinda sweaty. this is best with diapers with a high waistline for obvious reasons. start with wrapping the side without tapes around first then try to tape 1 side of the tapes to one of the tabs so it stays on better then just put the last tape wrapped around the outside, it's best to keep it somewhat loose. they're great as soakers cause you should only have to loosen 1 or 2 tapes to change it or you could just reach in and pull it off without untaping your outer diaper.

usually i just wear boxers on an average day nowadays, but i'd wear diapers 24/7 if i could afford em. oddly enough both the american english and brittish english interpretation of the question fit when i wear diapers, because i like to wear boxers over them to reduce the crinkle, and because it's rarely worth a second glance nowadays to see boxers over the rim of someone my age's pants but it's a different story if someone catches a peek of my diaper.

welcome back dp i know i'm not on as often as i should be and i missed the drama you're referring to but i know how quickly and seriously drama can come between people (i've been moderating kongregate.com for over a year) yeah there's always gonna be people who don't care about what they're saying or who it affects, it's the internet. this community needs more people like you, friendly, well spoken, slow to react, quick to help, and can actually see that what you write can affect people for better or for worse. (too many people just see pixels on a screen and forget they're talking to actual people with feelings) i was there when you were actively posting pretty frequently and even though we haven't talked much i can tell you're a good person. the best advice that comes to mind right now is when you do come across someone that's lying to try to get attention that's exactly what they need, so instead of picking apart their posts and causing more bickering than the view we should invite them to chat and make them feel like a part of the community that doesn't need to lie to feel accepted. by the way reading your post has made me realize just what i'm missing, and i really do miss this site and all my friends here (hugs) so consider this my comeback too i promise to become active again and i hope to talk to you all soon. if i don't feel free to tell mooglelove to give me a boot to the head

well, i'm turning 21 in 2 minutes and i've decided to keep the tradition i started a few years back alive, i'll be diapered all day, well as close as i can. i just like the symbology of it, another year older and i'm wearing the same thing i was right after i was born i just hope they can hold up to the day's celebrations cause i'll be drinking with people that have no idea that i wear.

around here i wouldn't be suprised if it was the 12th one in his arsenal lucky for me ammo is nearly impossible to find. maybe that's why i have almost zero energy all the time but i've heard bad things about laxative/stool softener dependancy but maybe there's some designed to be taken for long periods with little risk, anyone know of any like that?

wow thanks so much for the link i loved it. i've never given the show a second glance but that speech was too hardcore to not change my views on it. they just got 1 more viewer. personally i wish it does become mainstream, my mindset is i'll be who i am even if it's abnormal, if it becomes normal, great. besides, the more mainstream it gets the more likely it'll be when i am ready to get married i'll find someone who accepts that part of me too, which is a nice thought. i hope to see more shows introduce it like this instead of the usual quagmire in family guy type way.

this might be a little gross for my first post in a while but my roommate said i just have to reply lol first off probably tmi but i dont poo that much, usually about once a week or twice on a good week. anyway i was bored one day and we had just bought some castor oil and mineral oil a few days prior, i didnt really mind the taste so i took a big gulp, waited about 20 minutes and nothing happened, keep in mind i had just taped a fresh abena on pretty tight and i was feeling cocky. so when nothing happened i took another few gulps and the bottle was well over half gone. i went into the sun room, had a smoke, wasted my time with some bubble wrap and waited patiently. eventually it started working, a little came out and i was a bit disappointed so i had another smoke and waited a little longer... then the fun started. i was somewhat forcing it at first but quickly found out i didn't need to, it was like i was sick with super bad diarrhea only i didn't feel sick and it was more... lubricated. it came out in what felt like little amounts between my sphincter naturally closing out of reflex and cutting them off. at this point i had assumed a position where my diaper was hanging off the couch and i was supporting myself with just my arms and legs with my back facing the ground. i quickly realized the diaper was well past capacity and if i stood up it would most likely drip down my leg and i didn't want to ruin my carpets. at the time the only accesible bathroom was upstairs and i knew i couldn't make it. so there i was, crap (unintentional typo lol but too priceless to delete, should be crab walking) walking from the sun room, through the living room and den and eventually made my way to the kitchen where i thought a little runoff would be easily manageable due to the protected floor and abundance of paper towels. it was safe to stand up right? wrong. when i stood up i got the little bit of runoff down my leg i expected but it was still coming and filling a diaper so far past capacity i actually felt sorry for it. i was standing in a little hallway with the same flooring as the kitchen with the fridge ahead of me, the basement door to the left and the dining room to my right. again, i knew getting to the bathroom was a lost cause but this time the little streams of foulness running down my legs proved it so i figured it was a lost cause to try to hold it in so i just let loose... big mistake. at that pint the streams turned into a haggard double fountain. i actually had waterfalls of the entire week's meals flowing out of my diaper. it almost seemed like slow motion when they hit the floor. at first they just made a little splatter, getting on the trim at the base of the walls and making a large puddle on the ground... unfortunately that wasn't the end of it. another violent colon spasm occurred and i was awash in a sea of poo. they hit the ground so violently that the splatter made it atleast 4 feet up the wall covering parts of the wall, the fridge, and the basement door. the runoff from the puddle actually started seeping under the basement door and into the dining room. that's when i heard my name from up stairs with nearly perfect timing. (for those who don't know mooglelove from this site is my roommate) the convo went like this: "dex?" "yeah?" "where are you" "umm... down in the kitchen" "what do you want to have for dinner?" (i heard footsteps on the stairs at this pint) "i don't know... just dont come down" "why not?" "umm... you don't want to know" (more footsteps) "i've gotta see this" as soon as she got down the stairs and turned the corner the whole scene caught her eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to be on screen doors. there i was in all my glory, quite literally standing in a massive puddle of my own filth. the initial look on her face was absolutely priceless, it was a mixture of shock, amazement, disgust, with a light sprinkling of oh god... the horror. that quickly gave way to uncontrollable violent laughter. i quickly decided to just roll with it and take the spectacle a step further and out came several gems like oh god... there's poo everywhere! it's on the walls! oh god... it's even on the fridge! between the laughter a few words managed to form "sorry, i don't mean to laugh, it's just..." all i could say is i don't blame you, i would too. eventually the shock wore off and the reality of how the hell are we gonna clean all this up sank in. keep in mind i had just bought this house and despite how bad it was i didn't want to make it worse by leaving a trail of footprints behind me that could gag a hippo. so moogs had the unfortunate job of getting the paper towels and leaning over the condensed sea of stank to hand them to me. so about half an hour later i had filled a trash bag with what should've made the garbage men hire a professional assasin to take me out and took the most satisfying shower of my life. this event has simply been referred to as "the castor oil incident"

im glad to hear it went well for you too it's things like this that prove to me the world is getting more tolerant of people and that just gives me a big smile. congrats on unburdening yourself! i bet you're a lot happier now that you don't have to worry about being caught at home. i'm impressed you made the first step too, too many ab's usually get caught before they fess up maybe you should eat breakfast while padded bonus points if you make her laugh so hard she spits out food

<- also has to go with robinhood, a full bladder really hurts accuracy with a bow so a true master bowman would be padded

I guess i'll have a go at this, first off i am a christian and yes i do go to church every sunday that i can by choice. i'm also a dl that's worn diapers a good majority of my life. i was raised mormon rebelled for a bit dabbled in wiccan and discordianism and a few other esoteric ones i tried out just cause they made me chuckle. eventually i grew out of that and got serious about christianity but decided to see the core beliefs of the major churches before i settle into one so i've ridden along with some jehovas witnesses a few times, popped into catholic and presby churches, listened to friends talk about their beliefs etc. before i settled in with a free methodist church in a small town. k that being said i've gained atleast a basic understanding of the way churches work and from what you've said so far i'm almost certain your town is pretty small which tends to lead to the all up in yo bidness syndrome. the thing to remember about small towns is people are born into them more often then people move to them so they care about the way the community sees them and they care about the community because both directly affect them. a good way to be respected is to be active in your church so sadly there's alot of people that go to church to look christian instead of being there because they are christian. those types frequently gossip before and after the service to sound interesting to friends and feel like they're a big cog in the community machine, that and because some of them are the neighborhood watch types. not unlike highschool where people gossip to sound popular and climb the social ladder by bashing on the unpopular people. those status christians use church as a place to look righteous and holy and to be social the way they know how while sadly quite a few don't even believe in god. this is dangerous because they often are the ones who are most active and visible in church so they become the examples of christians people see. sadly they're also the most active in solving "community problems". those are probably the biggest threats to christians surprisingly enough because they think they are christians but miss the point entirely. that being said i also think you're too paranoid and confuse fantasy with reality in the way of acting like someone's wronged you when they've never met you or vice versa. btw average people don't automatically associate adult diapers with sex or a fetish, the usual train of thought is a medical problem.

dimmu borgir- the serpentine offering

george, have you ever met a mentally handicapped person? i have. in the 8th grade i got a different perspective then most, for reasons that i dont care to repeat i genuinely didnt care about grades or getting in trouble, i ended up skipping school so many times i repeated the 8th grade then dropped out of middle school landing me on probation for habitual truancy. the point of all this is when i would take longer to get to class then everyone else (ok sometimes not at all) i would wander the halls and just walk to the bathroom when a teacher that i wasnt on good terms with walked down the same hall, i would often see the special ed class at their lunch or walking the halls, there was one mentally challenged kid that i genuinely felt sorry for and wanted to help but couldn't, almost every time i saw him he would have these fits where he would ball up in the hall ways and cry/scream at the top of his lungs, i could even hear him from class some days. he was genuinely tortured in his own mind, the special ed teachers were probably trained to let him cry until it got out of his system cause on 3 occasions that i remember there he was with a teacher standing next to him in a crowded hall between classes crying and screaming like his teeth were being drilled on with a cork screw. in one of my foods classes they brought all the special ed kids in so we could cook infront of them to teach them how to cook and so we could make something for them, they left that one i mentioned back at the class room with a teacher watching over him because he wasn't stable enough to be let in a regular class. if that sounds glamorous in the least i genuinely pity you, not because you have a mental disability but because you have a mental problem, life is tougher on all mentally challenged people no matter how happy they look on good days, with severely handicapped people i'd bet you anything that they do get embarassed and confused when someone changes their diaper when it needs to be done, i'd bet some of them are in pain but are unable to communicate that there is a problem, i'd bet the ones that are phisically able enough to go out in public do recognize they're different but chose to put on a happy face because that's all they can do to fit in. by play acting you wouldnt even get close to the truth of what they go through, yeah some people are nicer to disabled people, if they weren't their lives would be too hard to bear, by going out and trying to pull the same good will out of people by making them think you're something you're not is not just offensive to handicapped people it belittles the hardships they've had to overcome and is leeching off other people to make your life seem worth while. yeah your life may have been hard but it doesn't even compare to how hard the lives of truly mentally handicapped people have been so by trying to get people to treat you the same way is just plain wrong, you're in effect saying their past doesn't matter, their suffering doesn't matter, all that matters is that people tend to go easier on them and that's all you want. one of my stepdad's friends was mildly mentally handicapped, i was nice to him, not because he was handicapped, but because he was nice to me, i treat nice people without mental disorders the same exact way. try being a genuinely caring person to get people to treat you better, not faking them out by strapping on a helmet and flailing your arms. you can get caring people to care about you by being nice, plus there's the added benefit of not getting stared at by messeed up people and the benefit of not being a dirty liar/scammer/user/fake/ whatever else i'm forgetting. {last thing im saying on this topic}

i would ask god to tell me the all out funniest series of events that's ever happened in the entire universe, i might die from laughter but that would be a great way to go (i dont see the point in asking why there's so much suffering when it explains it in the bible, god gave the earth to us and gave us free will to do with it as we will, im pretty sure he just wants good friends and this is the playground where he can sort out the bullies from the buddies)

i gotta agree with moogie here, it's alright if u do it in your home if that's how you get your kicks and if u can find a partner into it more power to ya but going out in public in a freaking helmet and wheelchair is just plain wrong, arm flailing and causing a disruption in public is not only totally against common courtesy but is just plain offensive to truly disabled people and just all around messed up. if your plan is to go out in just a diaper, no pants or anything you would truly deserve any backlash from whoever you're offending and you would get no sympathy from me. hand crutches in public, still messed up and wrong but not as bad and for god's sake don't wear a helmet, that's just plain offensive to anyone truly trying to overcome a genuine handicap and it would make the general public think that's what truly disabled people act like. people with a disability that they're trying to over come it is hard enough without people imitating them for kicks and causing a scene, so please don't go out to a resuraunt or something and act completely disabled, if you're dead set on this atleast have some class and make it look like you're trying to make the best of a situation and leave the wheel chair and helmet at home. this is as bad imo as the diaper flasher guy that's in the news forcing un willing people into his fetishes for selfish gratification, please for the good of the community keep your fetishes in the bedroom.

I didn't know her but the shock wave that this news has sent through this community lets me know she was a truly good person that everyone loved and will miss, hearing how loving she was makes me a little sad that i never got to talk to her. cherish the memories you had together and know they won't be the last, it'll be hard for a while but from what i've heard about her cheerful nature the last thing she would want is to make you sad. please take all the time you need to grieve but also know that you're not betraying her in the least by going back to your normal self when you're ready. that might sound somewhat obvious but it took 4 weeks for me to realize that when my dad died and it's the best advice i can give. i'm really sorry she's moved on, if there's anything any of us can do for you just ask.

^tosses lighters into public dryers to ruin people's clothes

^ nope i'm pretty content right now. anyway it's not good to dwell on the things you can't change, just enjoy the moment. < worrying about my grandpa and watching some random movie v do you drink wine? if so what's your favorite kind?

Lode (it's a Celtic thing...)

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