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A CrAZy CaNUcK...
 
A Crazy Canuck's guide to nothing and everything!

This place for me started out primarily as a place to whine, and has since evolved into what it is supposed to be...a place to share thoughts, ideas, worries, jokes VICTORIES and DEFEATS

Enjoy, and Y'all come back now hear?
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THE GREAT CANADIAN AMBUSH!!...and some other stuff...
Posted:Nov 16, 2008 11:34 pm
Last Updated:Feb 15, 2009 9:12 am
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I glanced at the clock as I wandered in to to the bedroom...9:47 pm. Perky Tits was just lounging, reading a book. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, take a whiz, wash Big Jim and The Twins...normal bedtime routine.

When I opened the door Perky Tits was waiting for me on her knees...and before I could say "Wow, you almost scared me there for a second. I wasn't expecting anyone to be there waiting for me on their knees, and I was thinking about my trip up north anyway, so I was kind of distracted. That reminds me, did I lock the truck for the night? Anyway Sweety, if you were trying to surprise me...it worked!" she had Big Jim out and in her mouth, and she was working him good!!

After a bit, I helped her to her feet and we made our way to the bed...undressing as we went. I couldn't wait to dive in between her legs and taste what I knew would be her sweet nectar in anticipation of what was to come.

She had other plans however, as she forced me on my back and carried on with her oral assault to my manhood.

Then, she abruptly stopped and mounted me with her back towards me...and inserted Big Jim inside her so hard and fast, I think she gave The Twins a concussion! At that point she movd up and down like a woman possessed...I could feel her squeezing as she rode, and I could hear the gushy schwap, schwap, schwap as we pounded flesh on flesh.

Then I came inside her and it was over.

She wasn't too careful climbing off either...dripping all over the place and stuff...

Luckily, I had the "Towel For Cleaning Up After Sex" nearby to limit the carnage!!

I glanced at the clock again as I left to visit the porcelain palace for my evening constitution...9:58 pm. I would have to hurry, or risk missing the start of the evening news. Thankfully, everything proceeded normally and I only missed the opening headlines.

Do you normally poop in the morning? or the evening? Both?

Do you have an "After Sex Towel"?


Enjoy this day friends...or not...your choice...

lustytaurus.LUSTYTAURUS
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LITTLE WHITE LIES....
Posted:Nov 14, 2008 8:38 pm
Last Updated:Jun 14, 2015 11:32 pm
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From Wikipedia

A boat is a watercraft of modest size designed to float or plane on water, and provide transport over it. Usually this water will be inland (lakes) or in protected coastal areas. However, boats such as the whaleboat were designed to be operated from a ship in an offshore environment. In naval terms, a boat is something small enough to be carried aboard another vessel (a ship).

So I was driving down the road the other day, and just outside the city was a place selling boats and RV's, and I read this sign:

HUGE BOAT SALE


I had a bit of time so I pulled in and looked around, only to discover ALL the boats were just regular size. I left confused and disappointed but otherwise intact.

Another day I walked into a local hardware store and saw another sign:

GIGANTIC TOOL SALE!!


Remembering my experience with the "HUGE BOAT SALE" I was skeptical, but wandered around with an open mind looking for the
gigantic tools...because as a man I always wanted a gigantic tool to call my very own, but alas, they too raised my hopes with a bold face lie and laughed with impunity at my inner despair. I bought a 22 oz framing hammer anyway, can never have too many of those.

I didn't even go in the store advertising their pianos...THE BIGGEST PIANO SALE EVER...yeah right. Even if they were telling the truth I don't play the piano and I only have room for the normal sized ones anway.

Just yesterday though, I saw a sign on a business:

WALRUS INTERNATIONAL MARKETING COMPANY


I haven't checked them out yet but I'm kind of excited and have a bunch of questions...like what stores sell Walrus food? How can I be sure I'm getting an International Walrus as opposed to a regular domestic one? Do they need to be caged? Are they safe around small ? Are they hypo-alergenic? etc, etc

As you can see from the above, there has been no shortage of things to occupy my mind or my time, but things are going very well for me with my work and life in general.

How are things with you?

Enjoy your days friends and especially your nights!!...

lustytaurus.LUSTYTAURUS

FYI...Wal-mart does not sell Wal-rus food or anything else helpful to taking care of a Walrus...
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The Great Canadian Kerfuffle
Posted:Jul 23, 2008 12:07 am
Last Updated:Nov 19, 2008 6:48 am
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On July 1st of this year, The Governor General, on recommendations from the Advisory Council of the Order of Canada, awarded 75 people the Order of Canada. Among the recipients was:

Dr. Henry Morgentaler, C.M.
Toronto, Ontario

For his commitment to increased health care options for women, his determined efforts to influence Canadian public policy and his leadership in humanist and civil liberties organizations.


For those of you unfamiliar, Dr. Morgentaler practiced medicine in Montreal as a general practitioner for nearly twenty years. During this time he developed very strong convictions about abortions, and a woman’s right to choose. On October 19, 1967, he gave public testimony before a Government of Canada committee about his belief that any pregnant woman should have the right to a safe abortion. In 1969 Morgentaler gave up his family practice and began openly performing illegal abortions; at the time, abortion was only legal when performed in a hospital after approbation of a Therapeutic Abortion Committee.

Over the years, Dr. Morgentaler has been through many court battles, faced charges, even went to jail...but in 1988 was successful in having abortion decriminalized in Canada through the Supreme Court.

Here is the kerfuffle.

Recent polling indicates %56 of Canadians oppose the award being given to Dr. Morgentaler and there has been quite a backlash from previous recipients. Including three anonymous Order of Canada recipients, nine people so far have returned their awards, in protest to the one given to Henry Morgentaler. Their names are below:

Alphonse Gerwing
Former Lieutenant Governor of New Brunswick Gilbert Finn
Monsignor A.J. Goski
Madonna House, foundress Catherine Doherty
Father Lucien Larre
Frank Chauvin and three anonymous recipients.

They believe the award given to Henry Morgentaler cheapens the award, and see it as highly inappropriate to offer the award to a "baby killer".

Morgentaler had a set of beliefs, and fought for them and stuck by them his entire life. The Supreme Court of Canada ultimately made the changes in Canada from a legal perspective, and I suspect many thousands of women would thank Dr. Morgentaler for his efforts in bringing the issue to the forefront.

Returning awards previously given in good faith for good works seems odd to me, kind of like fighting for peace...or fucking for chastity. I also think it’s arrogant to suggest that the selection committee was correct in giving one honour and incorrect in giving another because of an individual’s personal moral beliefs.

What do you think about Henry Morgentaler getting this award?

Do you think the protestors are out of line?


Thanks for your thoughts on this, and for the love of everything good in this world...have a super day!

lustytaurus.LUSTYTAURUS

FYI...

The Order of Canada is the highest honour within the Canadian system of honours, with membership awarded to those who exemplify the order's Latin motto, taken from Hebrews 11:16, desiderantes meliorem patriam, meaning "they desire a better country." Created in 1967, the Order was established to recognize the lifetime contributions made by Canadians who made a major difference to Canada, as well as the efforts made by non-Canadians who have made the world better by their actions.
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The "Blowjob"...
Posted:Jul 16, 2008 12:06 am
Last Updated:Jun 14, 2015 11:33 pm
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I have been thinking about blowjobs all day today...specifically the receiving of blowjobs, actually. But I've also been thinking about blowjobs from a larger, more intellectual perspective as well. For instance, why is it called a blowjob at all?

The last blowjob I received for instance, didn't have any blowing at all...lots of licking, sucking, and kissing of Mr. Penis (aka Big Jim), along with much toungue flicking in just the right spots...but no blowing.

I also question the second part of the term, where it's referred to as a "job". I've never paid anyone to do it, nor has it been a requirement for intimacy. I certainly view it as a great pleasure and honor to receive a blowjob and the givers of them have always seemed to enjoy it as well. The same cannot be said for any other "job".

Contrast the above to what has happened occasionally during love making, when in the heat of passion with me on top I've lifted my partner's legs, almost pinning their knees by their ears...and proceeded to thrust aggressively with all the speed and force I could muster trying to reach in to the deepest regions of my lover.

And then, at the point of maximum penetration, when it is as though nothing can feel better in this entire world....

pppppfffffttttttt, followed by warm moist air gushing over my balls as the aroma rises.

If someone were to call that a blowjob I would understand it as having more accuracy in it's name, although I would probably never request it. I'm not sure I could find a girl who could pull that off at will either...which makes me wonder, what if such a girl exists?

But, I digress.

Although the name lacks accuracy, the act to which the term "blowjob" refers never fails to excite me, and will forever be a very special gift to the man (or men) in your life!

Do you like give them? Are you good at it?

Are you a thankful, happy receiver?

Should blowjobs be enshrined in the constitution, right along with free speech?


I hope you enjoy your day friends...and may the gods of The Blowjob bless us all, whether be are giving or receiving!!

lustytaurus.LUSTYTAURUS

FYI...let me describe the worst blowjob I ever received...it was ABSOFRICKINLUTELY AMAZING!!
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Do I know You?
Posted:Jul 12, 2008 10:04 am
Last Updated:Dec 31, 2010 12:24 am
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I'm no porn star, but I've had my share of sexual partners, and I've often wondered with some whether or not I would recognize them if we ran into each other on the street.

A number of years ago I started playing with this couple, lets call them Albert and Harriett. The first time I met them I was just getting busy with Harriett when in walks suitor number two, and we'll call him Quincy.

Without missing a beat, Harriett has his clothes off as well as mine, and we proceed to ravage her in every conceivable way with Albert sitting across the room watching the action and cheering us on, lol!!

Fast forward two weeks ago...I'm at the local gas station filling up, and in walks this guy who looks very familiar, so I said...

"Hey, long time no see, how are you doing?"

He gives me 'the look'...like deer in the headlights...and says...

"Do I know you?"

At this point I had a decision, as we were in a public place. But not withstanding my shy nature I
said...

"Yes Quincy, I guess you don't remember, but we have some mutual friends...Albert and Harriett"

His face turned red and he stumbled out a couple words like, "Oh..uh...I'm doing good...see ya"

I'm a little hurt he didn't recognize me with my clothes on, but in his defense, Harriet did consume most of our attention, lol!!

I've also got a knack for remembering people, most of the times with names, even from the briefest encounter...and I know that's not everyone's gift so I'll forgive Quincy this time. I'm sure if he sees me coming though, he'll remember now!!

Do you know you'd recognize someone you've been nekkid with on the street?

Do you even want to remember some of them?...lol!


I hope you all have an awesome day!

lustytaurus.LUSTYTAURUS

FYI...I went golfing yesterday for the third time in my life...and I still stink up the course, but the beer was very good, hehe!...

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These feet are made for walkin'....
Posted:Jul 6, 2008 10:00 pm
Last Updated:Nov 14, 2008 7:21 pm
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Yep, I have two feet...and they come in real handy (no pun intended) 'cause they mostly work the way they are supposed to.

I know some folks have two feet but they don't work anymore, and other folks used to have two feet but they don't anymore because sickness or injury, so I feel blessed and lucky to have mine at all, but...

...I just wish they weren't frickin', God awful uuuuuuuu-gly!!!

Over my now 40 years of life, those big, ugly, size 13 feet have helped me walk into a lot of lives, walk out of some, run sometimes and (when necessary) have been very good for kickin' ass...

One little quirk is I can move the toes on my left foot not bad...wiggle them, spread them open, pick things up...almost like little fingers. But the toes on my right foot won't do a damn thing for me except bend up or press down, pretty much in unison.

Footwear the last few years has been much easier to find, but for a long time most places only carried up to size 12...whether it was work boots, skates, runners or flip-flops.

These days my feet are putting in long hours and logging many miles helping to crank out a very rewarding living for me and my family, both in financial terms and personal enjoyment.

Having said that, I really miss you guys, , and think about you often. I caught myself just the other day telling a story about someone on here to a co-worker(as they wrote it in their blog) and quoted the handle it came under, just as if we were friends with a name in RL...LOL!!
My co-worker gave me a look for the ages too, btw, hahaha!!!

That event was a sure sign that I HAVE to make regular time to spend here with my friends, because that's what friends do.

I hope and trust all is well in your respective worlds, and God willing, I'll be able to find out for myself over the next few days...

Thankyou also to everyone who commented in the previous post...they are surviving, which is the best we can hope for at this point, and much better than the alternative.

See you soon!!

lustytaurus.LUSTYTAURUS

FYI...I found someone to trim up the back hair, but as it grows out the whiskers make it difficult to remove my shirt...
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Reality Bites Sometimes...
Posted:Apr 27, 2008 10:31 pm
Last Updated:Nov 16, 2008 9:31 am
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I saw a friend I haven't seen for a long time tonight, and I ran into her husband about a week ago.

So naturally, I was happy and asked a simple question(names changed)...

"Hey Lisa, I just ran into Grant last week and he said you guys are renovating, so life is good with you?"

Almost immediately her eyes teared up and she shared the bombshell I haven't personally faced for a long time...

"No, life is not good right now. I just found out yesterday Grant has been abusing my for the last two years, maybe longer."

I shared some of what I'd gone through, and tried to help her understand what is important for her and her right now, versus what is not important, but she is understandably very distraught...and for me I realized, again, that this demon of abuse and abusers lives on.

I even feel guilty that I didn't sense something with Grant. I didn't spend much time with him
but I always believed I would know an abuser if I met him after what was done to me...apparently not.

This short, intense and incredibly profound conversation snapped me back to reality with a vengeance.

To be clear, I had a shitty weekend in many ways, plans were changed, things were said and I'm not sure yet if I hurt the feelings of someone I care a lot about or just made myself look like an ass...or none of the above. I'm leaning toward none of the above at the moment, with a little bit of 'made an ass of myself'.

Whatever the truth is though, we'll get through it. It pales in comparison to the long and living hell my friend Lisa and her are just now beginning to face.

I feel like I don't have anything significant to say, or words of inspiration...but I have been reminded that sometimes reality just bites, and we are forced to face it.

I hope you all are having good things going on, but I know some of you are facing significant challenges. If that's you right now, I will say a prayer for you too, at the very least, as I pray for Lisa and her .

Take good care...and thanks for listening.

lustytaurus.LUSTYTAURUS
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Crazy Times...all good though!
Posted:Feb 27, 2008 9:50 pm
Last Updated:Nov 16, 2008 1:53 pm
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I LOVE YOU ALL!!!


Having said that, I haven't had much time to enjoy your company the last week. I started the new job on Monday, Feb 25th...and while it is greatly enjoyable, the learning curve is mostly vertical...yadda, yadda...lmao!!

So, please be patient, I will be back to regularly scheduled online social interaction soon enough.

I hope all is well in your world......see you soon!

lustytaurus.LUSTYTAURUS
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Neechie Please...
Posted:Feb 21, 2008 1:19 am
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2008 12:18 am
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Neechie

1. a slang used to describe the aboriginal peoples as a whole; it is a word that is okay to be used by aboriginal people but not by any one else; neechie is our negger

2. a dirty squaw...an insult derived to describe someone as an indian or who obtains indian characteristics.


Today was kind of a sucky day, in only one respect. I learned the meaning of the word "Neechie" as described above...because some ignorant asshole or group thereof decided to spray paint the phrase..."Neechie Please" on the side of my mint condition 1977 Impala.

I managed to remove it no problem, but I still have a real bad taste in my mouth about it. One because someone took it upon themselves to fuck with my stuff, and secondly, and much worse, chose to make a racially based insult.

Just once, I'd like to catch some little bastard in the act of vandalizing with ignorant Graffiti like that...mainly so I could cram the entire can down their ignorant little throats.

I'm sorry, I'm sure there is some perfectly good explanation as to why we shouldn't inflict pain on someone who spreads racism and vandalizes property...but to be clear, I don't wanna hear it.

There has to be some consequences for actions. Sure, this was minor in the grand scheme of things, but it just really pisses me off.

All better now...have a good day friends.

lustytaurus.LUSTYTAURUS
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Small Cock or Saggy Boobs...don't make you a loser!
Posted:Feb 18, 2008 12:48 am
Last Updated:Jul 10, 2008 9:44 pm
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I’m not sure how, or when exactly, but it occurred to me today that I’m not a loser. Not only that, but I didn’t feel like a loser.

Hey, when you’ve lived my life, the aforementioned realization is significant!

Here is a short list of my life’s significant unpleasant events:

1.)Sexually abused age 12
2.)Quit University age 22
3.)Bankrupt age 25
4.)Divorced age 27
5.)Suicide attempt age 27.5
6.)Failed business age 34
7.)Unemployed age 35

I feel confident, happy at the moment, capable and attractive. I don’t feel inferior or unworthy. For instance, the following picture a few years ago would have made me horribly insecure…

soykofla2

This picture belongs to my good friend [blog soykofla2], and would you look at the size of that thing? Maybe it’s the camera angle, but I’m pretty sure his giant Spanish-American schlong is bigger than my Big Jim, but he is also bald and living in Philadelphia, so I know I’m getting laid way more…

All kidding aside, the point is I am able to look at the positives and be thankful.

I have a good marriage overall, great , good friends (some with benefits!!.) and a good and soon to be better job. If I had none of those things, I still wouldn’t be, or feel like, a loser anymore because dammit, I have faced some nasty shit, and here we are, alive and talking about it...

A few posts back I shared about being in a longer term emotional funk, but it occurred to me, I never felt like a loser...just unhappy.

So, what’s the moral of the story?

Having a small cock or saggy tits doesn’t make you a loser, nor do bad jokes or poor handwriting. Even if you have both a small cock AND saggy tits, it doesn’t mean you are a loser...not mentioning any names here...

I’ll tell you some things that losers do…they are mean for no reason, abuse their , beat their wife, spread nasty rumours, invade countries because they can, etc, etc...I’m sure you can all add to this list.

So go out, face the day like the winner you really are, saggy tits, small cock and all...

...and for the love of all things Politically Incorrect, don’t leave here without saying Hello at least…

Have a super day!!

lustytaurus.LUSTYTAURUS
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I Scored Me A Virgin!!
Posted:Feb 17, 2008 11:45 am
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2008 8:53 pm
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It took a lot of begging, hinting, prodding, encouragement and perhaps even whining but I finally scored!

Yep, I feel responsible for helping my friend to give up her blog Virginity status...

Sometimes the first time is less than ideal, but not this time...

Can you all swing over and say hello, give her a big welcome from blogland?

LuckyTramp74


THANKYOU!

lustytaurus.Lustytaurus
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You Can Learn A Lot From Three Pussies...
Posted:Feb 16, 2008 12:01 pm
Last Updated:May 9, 2008 6:29 pm
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We have two kittens (8 months old) in the house, both male and fixed. Our adult cat is female and slowly getting used to her new roommates, but I observed something the other day totally interesting...as I think it perfectly explains some things we do too!

We feed all three cats at the same time...let's call them Freda, Carl and Walter, and I chose not to use their real names to protect their identity...they're sensitive cats.

Anyway, Freda only eats some of her food until she's satisfied and leaves the rest presumably for later. Carl only eats his own food and he eats all of it. Walter however, eats some of his food and when Freda leaves her food, he goes and finishes her food off.

We have Walter and Carl's food set up out of reach of the dog, and what is interesting is when Walter bails to eat Freda's food, Freda usually helps herself to what's left of Walter's food.

I think I'm a bit like Walter, where the food in my dish is perfectly fine, but I'm a bit selfish and want what some other pussy has to offer.

Freda is just being practical by helping herself to what Walter leaves behind. Maybe she's just getting even in her own way. Carl is morally and philosophically opposed to the behaviors exhibited by Walter and Freda but he just eats from his own dish and is satisfied.

Somehow, they get along and it works for them, and all three are satisfied at the end of the day.

Watching the three cats has a lot of parallels to my life, and I was very amused thinking about it!! Our female dog (let's call her Hilda) just walks around oblivious to everything looking stupid, but she is loved equally by all...

Are you most like Walter, Freda or Carl?

Or maybe are you more like Hilda?...


Have a great weekend friends!

lustytaurus.LUSTYTAURUS

FYI...A girl's legs are her best friends, but even the best of friends must part sometimes...

Redd Fox

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Surefire MOJO replacement therapy...
Posted:Feb 13, 2008 5:11 am
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2008 10:21 pm
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My good friend Spunky is having a bad day, and he needs his MOJO back...

One surefire way I've gotten my MOJO back in the past is to play a little game. It's real simple.

You be the cop...and I'll be the whistle.

Are you a cop or would you rather be the whistle?...

Have a great day friends..

lustytaurus.LUSTYTAURUS

I'm way behind on replies, and visits to your blogs, so this is the last post till I catch up!
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