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When two homeless bums make the beast with two backs.
One homeless guy will slide his hard throbbing cock into another guys tight arsehole, then thrust in and out, getting harder and faster until he blows his load. One up the bum, no harm done.
In the afterglow of this kinky bum sex, one hobo will then ask "spare some change" and the other will invariably reply "get a job, you bum".
Not to be confused with kinky butt sex, which involves perverted sexual acts performed on chain smokers while they're puffing away, using the dying butt of one cigarette to light the next.
Unable to deal with the City's ongoing housing problems, our fearless municipal leaders have brought in marketers to promote homelessness as a valid lifestyle choice. They're not "homeless people", they're "people experiencing homelessness" and their lifestyle promoted as one of kinky bum sex as people experiencing homelessness will do anything to keep warm.
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René is a French boy's name meaning "re-born", where « né » (m.) or « née » (f.) mean "born" (naître - to be born).
The corresponding female name is therefore Renée... like the 1966 song "Just Walk Away Renée".
If you named your daughter René instead of Renée, sadly, YOU ARE ILLITERATE.
There are or were a few notables in Québec such as musician « René Simard » and politician « René Lévesque ».
They identify as male.
A primitive version of what today would most likely be a "mutual fund" or similar instrument.
The origins of the term date to the stock market bubble of the Roaring Twenties, where at the peak of the frenzy individual speculators were offering "$600 for radio" - in this case, not an actual AM radio receiver, but one share of stock in RCA, which was being hyped in those days as vociferously as Internet-related stocks at the turn of the millennium.
$600 was a lot of money in those days, so those who couldn't afford to buy the stock directly would collectively buy into a bucket fund and the bucket fund would buy the stock, hold it briefly, then sell it to repay the individual speculators.
Eventually the bubble burst and everyone lost their shirt.
It seems that everyone these days is peddling mutual funds, exchange traded funds, funds, funds, funds. Banks, trust companies, credit unions, insurance companies... all are getting on the bandwagon and unleashing their most voracious commission salespeople. No wonder, though, as the various inscrutable offerings are a nightmare of fees - front-end loads, back-end loads, management expense ratios - to the point where the modern equivalent to a bucket fund is a leaky bucket where 2% of your life slavings may well be gone every year just in fees. Over a quarter century, that might add up to half your capital.
So basically, the leaky bucket fund with its active management has to outperform the market by 2% annually every darned year just to cover all of the bull-shovel fees. Not all of them do. It's a little like a stockbroker proudly pointing out his shiny new boat at the marina only to be asked "but where are the customer's yachts?"
In US commercial radio, a random format change imposed on a station by management as a publicity stunt.
Most commonly, the "stunt" of a format is short-lived. For instance, a station flips from spinning rotten-roll to blaring hillbilly music on 1 April for a day. If the stunt backfires, it's passed off as a joke and the old format reinstated. Conversely, if the new format brings in any money, it just happens to be left in place.
The most common instances of "stunting" in local commercial radio are when a station is about to undergo a permanent change in format or ownership. Instead of just going directly to the new format, the publicity stunt is to broadcast rubbish or nonsense for anywhere from a day to a month before completing the transition. This might mean a month blaring giftmas carols at the shoppers or sheep, this might mean an all-Beatles or all-Elvis format, this might mean a month blaring "You Aint Nothin But A Hound Dog" on continuous repetition. One station, upon being sold to a Mr. Pole, spent a month spinning pole-dancing music like that at the local strip joint.All usually soon forgotten once the stupid stunt is over.
Local access and transport area (LATA) is a bullshit term used in U.S. telecommunications regulation to draw an arbitrary line within which telephone calls, even if long-distance, are billed by your local telephone company instead of by your long distance company.
While most are comparable in size to area codes, their arbitrary borders typically do not align with area code boundaries, federated states, local calling areas or much of everything else.
LATA is just an arbitrary administrative construct created by the Feudal Communications Commission (FCC) to allow various monopoly telephone companies to delineate their respective fiefdoms. It's notable primarily for being marginally less useful than LADA, the Soviet motorcar.
The continued existence of the LATA system only serves to indicate that some people in Washington simply have too much time on their hands.
Hormone blockers, also known in some contexts as puberty blockers, are used by transsexuals to block various sex hormones. For instance spironolactone, a diuretic, is often prescribed to male-to-female transgender persons to block androgens or male hormones.
A hormone replacement therapy (HRT) regimen usually consists of at least two prescription drugs: hormone blockers to block the original hormones, plus a new, replacement hormone in the desired gender. For instance, an M2F transgender patient may be given spironolactone to block male hormones (androgens, testosterone) plus a female hormone such as estrogen (Premarin, a drug made from pregnant mares' urine, for example).
Once the original genitals (testicles or ovaries) are removed, the blocker is discontinued, leaving just the hormone replacement.
A direct competitor to the for-profit Sperm Bank, the Sperm Credit Union is a co-operative sperm banking venture owned collectively by depositors, who are known as members. Through careful management and economy, it can pay a little more or charge a little less as it had no outside stockholders seeking profit at members' expense.
The same pattern held in other sectors where small, local credit unions had taken on large, greedy for-profit banks. Make a deposit in Blood Credit Union and they bleed you a little less aggressively than the corporate hacks at Blood Bank. Withdraw noodles from the local Food Credit Union and be able to repay a few noodles less than would be charged by a greedy, Wall Street Food Bank. And on it goes.
The principle is the same as any other mutual or co-operative society, such as Mutual Orgasm as an insurance provider or the Building Societies as mortgage lenders. By taking matters into their own hands, members collectively obtain a more satisfying outcome.
I was initially sceptical when that trollop Beth tried to seduce me into becoming a member. What, pray tell, is a Sperm Credit Union? This sounded like something out of the idealistic free-love Summer of '69 where the Sexual Revolution, fuelled by the Pill and not yet castrated by full-scale STD panic, led to massive orgies of excess where everyone belongs to everyone else. And these Annual General Meetings? They sounded like something out of a porn flick, Bukkake Gangbang part 666.
Then she sat me down and opened the books, reviewing the prospectus and the annual reports. The business model appeared sound; infertile couples pay to borrow members' DNA â both sperm and eggs â to build their families and secure their future. Members deposit their seed and earn interest. Much like a bank, every one of the hundreds of millions of sperm every day would be individually counted, frozen, accounted for and secured. Every one of them. Everything was strictly regulated and deposits nationally insured up to a limit of a half-million sperm. Compared to the shambolic wreckage of the rest of the US banking system, the Sperm Credit Union was fiscally-prudent and well managed.