Wankette

There is always one wanker or wankette who is so completely drunk that they ruin the fun for everyone else.

Exactly. Hate her if you will, but I can't stand it when she gets lumped in with Sheryl Crow, Heather Nova, and all of the other wankettes, because, like you said... there's an element of sincerity, and I can't say it differently.

Remember the wall to wall wankettes in navy blue pullovers, collars turned up, frosted hair and button earings^([sic]) who went to the same school that mummy did, and married a wanker who went to the same school daddy did, And who have never lived more than a mile from the house they were bought up in?

When I first started living with my present SO, we had a discussion about masturbatory frequencies, and since mine was by far the more prolific, I couldn't help but give a guesstimate for my lifetime total. Needless to say, from my SO's perspective, this was an astounding number. Using a consertive^([sic]) estimate of an average of 5 times a week for the last 26 years, a very rough, but up to date total would be: 5 * 52 * 26 = 6,760. So any of you old fart wankers and wankettes out there care to give an estimate?

What really gets me off is reading the stories of other folks. True stories from fellow wankers. (I guess the women would be wankettes?)

Of the 40 percent of wankettes, only one in ten admitted to petting the kitty weekly.