I suffer from killer morning obners.

usually in the afternoon - after my morning grumpiness and before I am totally exhausted at night after 8 hours of work, 3 hours of studying, and 3 or 4 hours of class.

Really, early evening, round the hour of eight.

One example: last nite, I was on a break from cleaning theatres, and I got to thinking on, day-dreaming on a precious doll who checks at one of the local grocery. I ended up with thought of her riding me cowgirl in the driver's seat of my auto. Such produced the most massive erection of my life; since 12/03/01, anyway. It is one of the biggest three too: Oct '96 and Dec '01 are the others.

That said, a killer erection for me is (maybe) 5.25 inches. Most, though, go more for four, at best.

I'm curious.



I'm sorry.

Eponymous, though.

I don't have a specific time. I do know that straight after showering, I usually walk out completely aroused. I'm horny most of the time. Though, I hate it when I'm aroused while at work.

anytime between 12am and 11:59pm.

at work

the morning. then around 4pm. right around bedtime as well.

i'm perverted.

Option 7, because there is no time when it is not time.

Yeah, you forgot "All The Time."

why isn't "all the time" an option?

you idiot.

Hey, there's not "All the time" option.

You guys are fucking retarded. (No offense.)

The "You idiot" option is the "All the time" option. Now, who's the idiot? I see that there are three. And that Phil Spoon is the only perv with a brain.

I protest. I'm really more of a "rakish fiend."

FYI, there still isn't an "All the time" option.

No offense, but "you idiot" could've been applied a lot of ways.

Let's just say when I ain't fuckin, I'm jackin off...

OR, as Gov. Big Jim Folsom said:

"If you bait a trap with Whiskey and Pussy, you'll catch [The Senator]"

Come on, be direct! I can't figure out these hidden meanings !

We salute you.

Morning. There's nothin like startin the day off right with morning nookie.

Afternoon.

Evening. Not too late though...

I'm always horny.

You know what's an acquired taste, though? Sloppy Sunday Mornings. I mean f'd up hair, questionable breath, the whole deal. Sometimes that works out real damn good, like you're still half asleep. It's an art - different rules apply.

morning wood

If urban legend is correct, that's supposed to be a result of the body's increased testosterone production at night. That or an overwhelming urge to pee, in my no-beard-growin case.