I'm a masochist.

I’m a masochist. I unicycle because it isn’t easy. I make a point of not wearing safety equipment. I do long rides in baggy jeans and boxer briefs.

I like not being able to walk properly after a ride. It lets me know that I’ve pushed myself enough. Dehydration and pulled muscles are part of the experience.

When I fall off and hurt those two special little things that I can’t tell you the real name of on such a polite forum, I don’t sit down and take it easy for a couple minutes. I hop back onto my unicycle and try that 6 footer again.

Sometimes I try to be reckless and off-balance, just to see if I can get myself hurt.

But when it comes to using a computer, I don’t use a Mac and I don’t use any form of Linux or UNIX. There are some things that aren’t worth the pain.

Right ! now ! ha ha ha ha ha

I am an masochist
I am an masochist
Don’t know what I want but
I know how to get it
I wanna destroy my plums and shins cos I

I wanna be masochy!
No dogs body

Masochy for the u.k it’s coming sometime and maybe
I give a wrong time stop a trafic line
Your future dream is a shopping scheme cos I

I wanna be masochy!
In the city

How many ways to get what you want
I use the best I use the rest
I use the enemy I use masochy cos I

I wanna be masochy!
The only way to be !

I wanna be a masochist
Oh what a name
Get drunk destroy !

"I ache for the touch of your lips, dear,
But much more for the touch of your whips, dear.
You can raise welts
Like nobody else,
As we dance to the masochism tango.

Let our love be a flame, not an ember,
Say it’s me that you want to dismember.
Blacken my eye,
Set fire to my tie,
As we dance to the masochism tango.

At your command
Before you here I stand,
My heart is in my hand. ecch!
It’s here that I must be.
My heart entreats,
Just hear those savage beats,
And go put on your cleats
And come and trample me.
Your heart is hard as stone or mahogany,
That’s why I’m in such exquisite agony.

My soul is on fire,
It’s aflame with desire,
Which is why I perspire
When we tango.

You caught my nose
In your left castanet, love,
I can feel the pain yet, love,
Ev’ry time I hear drums.
And I envy the rose
That you held in your teeth, love,
With the thorns underneath, love,
Sticking into your gums.

Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches.
The last time I needed twenty stitches
To sew up the gash
That you made with your lash,
As we danced to the masochism tango.

Bash in my brain,
And make me scream with pain,
Then kick me once again,
And say we’ll never part.
I know too well
I’m underneath your spell,
So, darling, if you smell
Something burning, it’s my heart.
Excuse me!

Take your cigarette from it’s holder,
And burn your initials in my shoulder.
Fracture my spine,
And swear that you’re mine,
As we dance to the masochism tango."
-Tom Lehrer

Find a sadistic unicyclist and you’ll be a perfect couple. :slight_smile:

Lol, ask pebbles if his gf has a sister (see interesting sites thread)

man your weird…for the sake of my jewls i take brakes after they take a beating