 General Info
| I Am Here For: |
For a New Experience, To Meet People, To Bang My Head and Pop a few Monkeys |
| Marital Status: |
Divorced |
| Children: |
Have children |
| Education: |
College Graduate |
| Religion: |
N/A |
| Smoke: |
No |
| Drink: |
Yes |
| Occupation: |
huh? |
| Body Type: |
Average |
| Height: |
6' 1" |
| Ethnicity: |
White / Caucasian |
| Languages: |
English |
Sexy Stuff
| I Am Looking For: |
Virtual Relationship, Cyber Sex, Social Encounters, Erotic Chat, Cyber Friendships |
| Sexual Fantasies: |
A Virgin, Fetishes, Bondage, A Beach, Costumes, Toys, Massage Oil, A Public Place, Exhibition & Voyeurism, Pirate Sex Arrraggggghhhhh |
| Sex is Best: |
Casual, Passionate, Loving, Experimental, With a Stranger, Wild, Kinky, In a Relationship, with Cawffee |
| Cybersex: |
Yes |
| I Want You To: |
Play Along With My Fantasy, Talk Dirty to Me, Make Me Do It, Teach Me New Tricks, Tell Me Your Fantasy |
| Cybersex Personality: |
Experienced, Loving, Passionate, Innocent, Adventurous, Role Player |
My Web Gifts
A gift from uname
Note:
Content:
Sent
12/12/2012
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BoBjam's Scoop
About me:
Shy 6'1" 200 lbs Man always ready to let loose the fun but live by the Viking proverb of:
Praise not a sword until it is broken,
Praise not Ice until it is crossed,
Praise not Beer until it is drunk,
Praise not a woman until she is burnt
(eaters of the dead)
Layouts / Palm tree island / Cute Pictures
Who I'd like to meet:
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More About BoBjam
My Other Profile/Website Links:
Interests:
Travel, anything outdoors, fishing, reading a good book and chatting with witty people
My Favorite Websites:
RLC (do I get free rays for this)
Music:
Jazz
Classical
Old Rock
Country
Movies:
Books:
A storm’s beginning, a nation’s reawakening,
Families fear, particular souls doubt,
Where to begin where to end-
Time to go, passing over sleepy continents
The screaming sanctuaries,
And snow covered fields with thoughtful souls:
Sleepless nights subsisted by condiments
Cups of coffee, tepid as the night
Reruns, white as the light at the end of a tunnel;
Great Nefud to awaken the senses
Alluvial fans point the way
Of forthcoming tragedy, or is it pathos?
To direct you to abundant reflection…
No, question not, “Why?”
Time to go and show the truth, of a Nation?
Truth I have had for some time, trained for all-
I have lived the basic, the intermediate, and the advanced,
I have weighed over my past with shovel heaps,
Familiar the vocals dropping like a fallen ball
Below the booming from distant peaks.
So what is my course?
May I say, I’ve traveled at night along twisted trails
And witnessed fire that bellows from the ground
Of deserted souls in tattered clothes, waving from side roads?
Because of the destruction,
And their destiny?
The sweet voices of Lif I’ve heard, self to self.
To me her voice may not be sent.
In the distance I have seen her passage voicing torment
Smoothing the black folds of the cloak red and dark.
From the destruction,
From our destiny?
After the teaching, the prayers, the wishes, the desires
Of a people,
Of a Nation?
We have waited among the depths of the trench
Until live souls stir us, and we depart.
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