A worthwhile trade, I think.
I meant to say all buns glazing.
I don’t glaze buns. I bake cookies. The kind with chips in, so there’s no frosting of any kind required.
Lazy.
You wouldn’t say that if you saw the mountainous hoard of cookies I ended up with after the last time. Baked a dozen at a time. It took forever.
Jesus, woman. Enough with the dirty talk.
So I guess I shouldn’t tell you that they had chocolate chips… *and *butterscotch chips… *and *walnuts?
I don’t check my FB sometimes for weeks or months, I was told by one lady about a year ago that I sounded so nice she wanted to meet me even though she could never date me because she knew I had a g/f because of my FB status.
Whoa. Stage three clinger. Back away. Back away. Fast!
ur doin it rong
And why on earth should that be?
Mine too. Coz it makes me puke.
Just at a guess, the profile picture should be a straight-up picture of the person the profile is profiling.
Yeah. A guy I know found out about his young daughter’s death on the radio. The car radio. While he was driving.
Didn’t someone earlier in this thread say that’s why their profile pic is one of a cat or something? My point is that you’ll simply never please everyone.
No, that was me, who said, “(I will admit, I have a bias against pictures of cats, couples, children and celebrities as a person’s profile pic. I just feel like it should be a picture of you there, that’s all.)”
And, just to re-iterate, I also think the OP should put on his big girl panties and block her, and I’ve said that from the start. I’ve long since moved on to speculating on the question as a generalization, and a prediction/preference of what the etiquette will be once we have it.
Oh, oops! My b. I was just vaguely remembering. Carry on 
How immediate is immediately? Does the OP refer to minutes after the breakup or days or weeks? The jilted can see time in a different way, and I speak from experience.
Exactly.
What an odd, odd thread.
Somebody I know was in bed with a woman who picked up his phone when it rang, replied “OK, I’ll tell him”, turned to him and said “You’re an orphan.”
(Well, it wasn’t that bad. It was my mom telling my dad that it was the call they were expecting from the nursing home. And they were both in their sixties, with his dad in his eighties)