BLB True(?) Story.
So Im pounding the fire out of my HS GF on prom night. Looking back on it, it's a no fapper memory, but still. So we are going at it doggie fashion ( as my wifes grandmother calls it) when her dog comes up behind me and stuffs his nose in my ass crack and gives 'er a lick. WHOA! Stop that there would ya. I dismount and proceed to whack the dog with a couch cushion. GF was laughing her ass off as I tried to remount and she farted. Not just any fart, but a King Kamehameha mega fart/queef combo, which she still though was funny as hell. This was her senior prom night sex romp. Ruined. I couldn't have got wood at Home Depot after that.
Dog rim jobs, farts.
SO much better with long hair.
Really short hair on a chick is a total boner killer... it's like the 'mom' haircut.
You know, the 'I have kids and a job and I just don't have the time or inclination to give a flying **** anymore' kinda thing.
The ones that go for tatted up shmos in either a) hipster doofus gear, or b) preppy/guido gear are looking for 'projects' and generally like to be treated like doo doo.
IMO, as always... personal experience, y'know.
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I'm way older'n you. In my 1980's hang-at-the-bar years in the sailing-oriented town I grew up in (and moved back to recently) or at the ski area I weekended at, there were some "fully sponsored" preppy-look people but most had midweek white collar or business casual office jobs.
Boner killers? Piercings, tats, ratty clothes. Girls who wear leggings to a bar. Girls that say DUDE. Hippies. Juggalettes. Hair, anywhere but the scalp. Cavaliers. Large hoop earrings.