When it's not the choices but the actual decision that's eluding you, welcome to Bombs Away. I once got so engrossed in picking out shoelaces for my US Keds, that life crawled in me and I wrote a failed term paper on baseball (but got a passing grade for the class). See? After you make the decision, the outcome is better because it came. While deciding, there is no outcome. Oh sure,wrong decisions can fuse your spine but so might sitting down when you think there's a chair there but you go all the way to the floor. Eagle scouts have so many stories about it that you wonder if that's where the concept of Navy Seals evolved from. It's the contrarians who will push that decision outside the gate if you let them. They're almost as bad as locking your car with the keys in it outside an abortion clinic and having to go in and ask for a coat hanger. It should be obvious by now we've left the nakedness for another day and picked up where we left off on cheesey jokes. Two nuns are riding their bicycles through a small village. One says to the other "oh, I haven't come this way before." The other nun turns to her and says "it must be the cobblestones." Regular sex will make your day, but anal sex will make your hole weak. "I don't have a microwave, but I do have a clock that occasionally cooks shit." So this guy with a premature ejaculation problem comes out of nowhere...My penis was in the Guiness Book of Records but then I got thrown out of the library. Enough