ALERT! If You Spot a Rubber Band on Your Front Door Handle, DON’T TOUCH IT, Here’s The SICK Thing It Means

so door chains haven't been invented in Texas yet???

and wat happens if you touch! the! rubber! band!!!
???

Most doors here in Texas don't use door latches. They use door knobs.

Door chains are useless against determined intruders.

maybe you could explain to the sheriff that doors in Texas don't have latches? because he seems to think they do!!

“The sheriff came by yesterday and said this is happening all of a sudden, as soon as you unlatch the door, they do not wait for you to turn the knob, they can bust in on you.”

so the determined intruder puts a rubber band on the door knob... and then what? what does it do? doors in Texas suddenly fling open if unlatched while a rubber band is on the door knob?? it just makes no sense!

Silly criminal, at my house that lock is there for YOUR protection.

put a condom on your outside doorknob

Rubber bands have many meanings and purposes:

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Q: Did he castrate you?

M: Scott had a friend who was into the eunuch scene. One night he came over with his bag of toys, and Scott told me that this was it. I was gonna lose my nuts then and there.

Q: Did you think of resisting?

M: I did for a minute, but deep down I knew there was no way. I just didn't want to lose Scott. I'd rather lose my balls.

Scott's friend restrained me on the living room floor while Scott videotaped us. He began to put rubber bands around my sack, one after another, really tight and small elastics.

Q: That must have really hurt.

M: Hell yeah. It's liked getting kicked in the balls over and over again. I screamed for him to cut the band off, but he just kept on going, putting more bands on me. I had four bands around my sack when he finished.

I was rolling around on the floor screaming, while Scott just videotaped me. Eventually, my sack got numb and the pain subsided. I looked between my legs and could see my sack was a dark purple. I knew my balls were dying inside.

Scott and his friend left the room and turned out the light. I lay there for hours, crying because I was turning into a eunuch and there wasn't anything I could do about it.

Q: What happened then?

M: Eventually I fell asleep from exhaustion. Then the light switched on and I could see Scott's friend kneeling between my legs, touching my sack. I heard him tell Scott that my balls were dead.

Q: How did Scott react?

M: Very pleased. He bent down and felt around my sack. He said that it felt cold.

Scott's friend told me that I needed to keep the bands on. He said that eventually my balls and sack would dry up and fall off. I just nodded. What else could I do at that point?

Q: Did it happen just like Scott's friend said?

M: Yeah, a week or so later my package just fell off. Scott put it in a jar of alcohol to preserve it. It's on the table next to his bed.

Q: How did things go after that?

M: Scott was really loving to me. He kept saying how proud he was of me, how grateful that I had made the commitment to him. He even let me sleep in his bed.

Q: What about the sex?

M: We waited awhile after my castration, and then took it easy until I was completely healed. At first I was able to get hard, but as the weeks went by my erections began to disappear.