I guess I was most amused by one encounter with a pool guy that I fired while naked!I've been caught naked in our backyard too many times to type about. This particular incident involved a pool guy that kept coming on days that were not our regular pool days. After catching me twice and I doing the right thing and putting on a pair of shorts to talk with him and tell him that he must come on the scheduled days or call or text me if he's going to deviate. I decided not to put on shorts again if it happened again.The third time, I'd been in my workshop getting a tool for an inside project. came out of the shed and there he was again. I stood there talking to him, while I was naked, for 5 mins as he acted like a little boy or girl embarrassed by my nudity. At the end, I told him to get out of our backyard and he was fired. I walked behind him all the way to the gate and closed the gate behind him. I was amused and proud of myself for remaining naked and pretty calm throughout the incident! :DDDAndyDiI am confused. You just typed"I've been caught naked in our backyard too many times to type about."Yet you type on and on about being "Caught naked".In Post 10 you mentioned the lock on your gate.How do you keep getting caught naked in your back yard if the gate has a lock?How did the pool guy get into your yard if the gate has a lock?Please continue typing about caught naked in your backyard.But, please answer my questions.I am confused.[/q]NudeinNJ, Careful, If it matters, Andy will block you. He hides behind the block button. He blocked me many years ago. I manage to still enjoy this site on a daily basis. I wonder why he even has a pad lock dangling on the hasp if he doesn't use it. Seems to me he has a different definition of being "Caught naked" than I do. Being "Caught naked" as many times as he is "Caught naked" just sounds suspiciousI block idiots, morons, childish old people ...If me blocking you didn't bother you so damn much, why do you always bring it up? Why does my blocking you bother you so much you have to speak (type) of it often. GO GET A LIFE! Enough said!
Do you always have to resort to name calling?
Name calling is abusive or insulting language referring to a person or group, a verbal abuse. This phenomenon is studied by a variety of academic disciplines from anthropology, to child psychology, to politics. It is also studied by rhetoricians, and a variety of other disciplines that study propaganda techniques and their causes and effects. The technique is most frequently employed within political discourse and school systems, in an attempt to negatively impact their opponent.
The study of psychology teaches us that when someone resorts to name calling, it usually speaks to feelings of inferiority and a feeling of inadequacy of the person doing the name calling. People stoop to the process of name calling when they feel lesser and need to make themselves feel more powerful.
When this tactic is used instead of an argument, name calling is thus a substitute for rational, fact-based arguments against an idea or belief, based upon its own merits, and becomes an argumentum ad hominem.
I just do not understand how you manage to get "Caught naked" so often.
In the past we have also been surprised by unexpected arrivals. In the past over 40 years of home nudity there have been more than a few of these types incidents, some more startling than others.
But that all ended when we installed gate opening sensor and a driveway sensor. They connect to the door bell and you get a few seconds before the visitor actually reaches the front door or the side gate to the back yard. The Home Depot is a wonderful place for this kind of stuff.
Now, lets all shake hands, make up, and get on with sharing our stories of amusing social gaffs and surprises.
These days it seems you can't post here without someone "calling b****t" on people's posts.
What the heck is that all about? And more importantly, how does that contribute to this forum being a fun environment for everyone?
Instead of looking for supposed "inconsistencies" in each other posts, how about keeping our acrimony geared towards the actual "enemies" of nudism?
The chairs were the plastic, easily pliable kind. I was drinking my beer, fidgeting a bit, rocking back and forth. The next thing I knew I was flying backyards. I landed on my back, ass in the air, spread-eagled. I got back up quickly, jumped over the chair and landed in it, pretending as if nothing just happened.
i was not nude but had a similar tumble years ago at Foxy's a beach bar in the BVI. My chair leg got too near the edge of the raised platform and i did a slow backwards tumble onto the beach sand. Nothing was hurt , just laughed it off. The funniest thing was I was the only one in the group that was not drinking adult beverages.
I too am blocked by you Andy, although I know not why, and really don't care why. However, I don't understand what issues you have with old childish people, your term not mine. And, what exactly defines a person as old, or childish? I hope the good Lord allows you, and your wife, to both become "old people" whatever and whenever that is.
Have a great day and continue to enjoy your nudists life! Lee
this did not happen to me, but it is one of the more amusing true stories that i have heard that involves nudity.
A young man posed in the buff for a college art class. Two females who were friends both did sketches and remarked to each other
that he was kind of cute. They hung onto their finished sketches. A couple of years later the two women were coworkers at the collage library. In comes a young man and applies for a job. They recognized him as the cute model from the art class. But they did not tip their hands and he did not know them. They hired him and on his first day on the job, in his new cubicle they had hung the 2 sketches they had done. He must have been amused or at least not mad, he ended up marrying one of those women.
I cant say I have any embarrassing stories.
I am frequently nude in my backyard, which is only partly visible from the road. Sometimes, depending on what my chores are for the day I may wander near the sides, where I may be seen, so I try to be careful.
I was at my local hardware store buying some tubing for a project, when talking to a female worker, mentioned she drove past my house recently. After telling her I waned to buy some hose, she made a comment about "the size of my hose", and if "I knew what she was talking about"
I brushed of her comment, but always wished I didn't, and asked her to explain.