<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 29 Aug 2024 00:05:04 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The Ulterior Banana</title><description>A dungeon of depravity. A castle of carnality. A site for sexamination. Come explore!</description><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439.post-6953264137259697523</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2011 18:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-03T11:50:46.952-07:00</atom:updated><title>It'll Be an Asset When I'm Forty...</title><atom:summary type="text">&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; 
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp</atom:summary><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/2011/03/delicious-dishes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439.post-4055440755874329110</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2011 00:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-19T16:50:55.260-07:00</atom:updated><title>Growing Up (Un)Sexy</title><atom:summary type="text">
Dear readers, I’ve mentioned previously that I’m going through a bout of loneliness at the moment. Here, I begin the process of putting together the story of my sexuality in an effort to understand myself. It will come in as many parts as I can fumble together from my backwards awakening. I hope you enjoy --- let me know what you think, and what you went through yourself!&amp;nbsp;


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This is not acceptable. This is not allowed. Nobody is allowed to endanger your right to your body like this. Without the right resources, sexuality can lead to disrespect, disease, pregnancy. What this bill does is make sexuality, in particular female sexuality, dangerous. 

This is NOT TRUE. It is not inherent of sexuality to be scary. It is not dangerous. Sexuality is healthy. It </atom:summary><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/2011/02/house-bars-planned-parenthood-from.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439.post-6082578177927541704</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2011 01:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-18T17:08:52.617-08:00</atom:updated><title>Bondage Bias? (More Terrible Alliteration?)</title><atom:summary type="text">Oh man, this (NSFW) kills me. The woman could go to a cocktail party in that leash, that’s how classy it is.
Also, I know some people are into this, but it drives me nuts when  i’m watching porn trying to get off and all i see are cocks being  stuffed into loving, submissive mouths. I wanna see you tie her up and  ram her, not just stuff your junk into her face.
None of that here! This fuckfest </atom:summary><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/2011/02/bondage-bias-more-terrible-alliteration.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439.post-7738040844131484285</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2011 06:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-17T22:30:21.835-08:00</atom:updated><title>Bangin' Beats</title><atom:summary type="text">
Jason Mraz is way overplayed. Still, whenever I hear this song my clothes immediately begin peeling off. I mean, come on, totally sexy slow hip grindin' beat, and the words "you're dancing naked there for me" are in the lyrics. Which tells me that I should not be sitting at my computer drinking coffee and eating cheetos while I listen to it. Instead I should be fondling my breasts rhythmically </atom:summary><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/2011/02/bangin-beats.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439.post-5397861369701297190</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2011 04:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-16T20:20:58.799-08:00</atom:updated><title>Orgasm Santa</title><atom:summary type="text">&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; 
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In which I describe my kinship with Kim Possible('s breasts).
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yeah, yeah. I love dopey puns and abuse them shamelessly, hence the horrific title of this post. But I will not be&amp;nbsp; embarrassed, much like I refuse to be embarrassed of my breasts! (note: I also shamelessly abuse parallelisms).
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyway, this </atom:summary><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/2011/02/breast-you-can-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439.post-7364369283933372617</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2011 04:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-15T20:02:17.951-08:00</atom:updated><title>Twat Twit</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I've created another monster in my attempt to penetrate the blogosphere. As you can see, with me, innuendo never gets old, and I'll be sharing that and other lechery on my brand spankin' new twitter account.
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 


This was the dirtiest image I could find of Twitter....Actually, it's not at all, but I'm trying to keep the </atom:summary><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/2011/02/twat-twit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439.post-3619849045342222085</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2011 00:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-16T20:45:12.017-08:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><atom:summary type="text">

Meh, you'd better be one impressive dude, or I'm just gonna go bang myself instead.


On this here arbitrary holiday,
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will be making love with a merman on a distant shore, the warm water nuzzling our toes as we canoodle in the unobtrusive, petal-soft sand. &amp;nbsp; 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;</atom:summary><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439.post-6904069942775095566</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2011 01:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-12T17:55:13.559-08:00</atom:updated><title>On Dirty Minds</title><atom:summary type="text">


hehehe. "dick."

&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, I was at a party talking to a very respectable fellow: cute, well-versed, and utterly filthy when drunk. Every conversation would quickly devolve into extended metaphors about his penis conquering new lands. After a while, the tales of adventurous dick dissolved entirely into giggles. Tears in his eyes, he apologized </atom:summary><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-dirty-minds.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439.post-481335431608566493</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2011 23:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-11T15:26:00.372-08:00</atom:updated><title>Desperate Countries call for Desperate Dude Denial</title><atom:summary type="text">

They're probably all home vigorously masturbating.
&amp;nbsp; 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A female Belgian legislator jokingly suggested a sex strike until a new government is set up in Belgium. Because everyone knows, when you want men to get things done, you deprive them even more of the one thing they think of constantly*. That'll get 'em focusing on legislating! 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; </atom:summary><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/2011/02/desperate-countries-call-for-desperate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439.post-3001033602142428177</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2011 08:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-09T00:24:04.331-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Birth of Bondage, Part II: The Ulterior Banana</title><atom:summary type="text">&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; 
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I certainly don’t own enough vibrators to make this a continuous feature. But I do own a humble rumbling force that keeps me quite satisfied. So I’ll be describing my mechanical minions until I run out. At which point I’m likely to buy more. Because my cunt is demanding like that.&amp;nbsp;
Butterfly Kiss
This twee pink masterpiece has been highly touted by the poor and horny. Banking at under </atom:summary><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/2011/02/vibrator-vednesday-butterfly-kiss.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439.post-6884493515441026435</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2011 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-14T16:17:38.569-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Birth of Bondage, Part I: The Helpless Maiden</title><atom:summary type="text">

more like Jump Rope for the Loins.


&amp;nbsp;I have had a long and troubled history of being turned on at inopportune moments.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Really, this began when I was little. All fetishes must take root somewhere, and mine took root in the yellow plastic jump rope that my gaggle of five year old friends and I would use to play a rousing game</atom:summary><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/2011/02/birth-of-bondage-part-i-helpless-maiden.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241117001645439.post-6792287269274435600</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2011 00:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-14T16:20:52.446-08:00</atom:updated><title>Dirty Beginnings</title><atom:summary type="text">


I'd feel worse about swallowing if they were really that cute.

&amp;nbsp;Dearest readers, who I hope will soon exist and multiply much like the wee zygote&amp;nbsp; described below:&amp;nbsp;I decided to start my blog at the very beginning. Here, I present to you the roots of this wonderfully disgusting human named Nat.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
My fascination with sex began when I </atom:summary><link>http://ulteriorbanana.blogspot.com/2011/02/dirty-beginnings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ulterior Banana)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>