Do we function as a male chastity support group?

As you may know, I prefer ridicule to calling it out. I think Jay, you, and me (maybe knightly when he stops being such a priss, and IBchaste when he stops being such a large piece of older women's undewear) should form a club where we encourage the scourge of fantasists to see their fantasy to it's fullest, whatever that may be.

I think it might be more fun than bating chrstians.

Thoughts?

 

There is debate over some.

 

Is this the same group that Ma’at Rebekah’s husbands refer to as the Crappy Chappies or something? I can’t recall the actual name but it did alliterate. Squabbling Squires? Feisty Fuckers? Boring Blokes?

 

But to answer your question: I thought we kinda did that already. I certainly tend to ask questions aimed at luring the poster into further excesses of elaboration. Or perhaps you mean that we should appoint ourselves as some sort of “Truth Commission”? If so, can we please wear absurdly tall, fancy hats?

 

I really like that idea.

 

Freudian slip there? Maybe you meant "baiting"

 

"maybe"