In this thread, wyldelf said she is comtemplating a virtual divorce unless I can seduce her back. Unfortunately for me, seduction is not my strong suit, unless you call being an obnoxious smart-ass seductive.
So I thought about what I could do to win you back. I could flood your email with e-cards and mail declaring my virtual devotion, but that’s just a bit too stalkerish for my tastes. I’m trying to woo you here, not creep you out.
I just want to say that on page 2 of the Virtual Marraige booth I said, “If I can only propose to one though, it would have to be wyldelf.”
My first virtual marraige to little*bit was a full month before you registered, and she’s been absent for a long time, so I doubt she’d mind if we got virtually divorced. As for the other wives in picked up in the Marraige Booth, let’s just chalk that up to being overwhelmed at being that popular.
So, at the risk of alienating my other virtual wives - and not being able to be very seductive on these boards without getting this thread closed in half a heartbeat - I will declare wyldelf my favorite virtual wife and remind her that I went to that thread with the intention of marrying only wyldelf in the first place.
So I’ve stated my case, here’s my awkward attempt at romance: Here I sit, all broken-hearted…
No, wait, that’s not a good way to start a poem. Let me try again (ahem): The monitor’s blurred from my watering eyes,
The mousepad is damp from tears that I cry.
No. No, that sucks too.
Can I get back to you on the romantic bit? Give me some time to look up - I mean WRITE - a really romantic poem.
See wyldelf, I’m losing my other wives for you! I had a feeling this would happen if I ever openly stated I had a favorite. That’s why you’re all listed alphabetically in my sig.
Crunchy, crunchy, crunchy, I truely hope you know what you’re getting yourself into. The wyld one is truely high maintenence, and I hope you’re not alienating yourself here. Don’t despair, I will pass on your poetic romantic reforms and hopefully you’ll be saved.
Just don’t be suprised if that naked in a room full of glaring others turns into a naked in a sauna, sweating it out type of dream. Or there’s always my favourite, naked in a giant vat of beer dream. It is true, I can absorb it through my skin, I can I tell you!!!
wyldelf, you know in your heart you can only love me. This little fling with the crunchy one will pass, but our love shall endure, I know.
I know you will do what is right and I will be here for you always…
Sorry crunchy frog, but a love like this only comes along once in a century…
Nym understands as well that I must include her as you two are kindred spirits - I limit myself to one in each hemisphere- its the only way.
** Wyldelf ** is thinking on what “her side” is. I won’t post at the moment as a mixture of pain killers, red wine and a run in with the “ex” are not conducive to anything resembling reason.
Forgive me guys for leaving you hanging but I will let you know tomorrow.
[sub] I would still like to hear hear a love poem - I have never had one written for me [/sub]
But I didn’t say no, because you ARE still one of my favorite posters.
And wyldelf, I hope to have that poem by the end of the night (my night anyway, in about 8 hrs, I have no idea what time it is where you are.) It’ll be a real poem this time too, not one of those silly ones I’ve posted in threads before.
And to think Nymysys suggested I bit off more than I could chew when I started the Welcome Wagon thread.:rolleyes:
Zoggie - you know I think you’re a sweetheart and I love ya and all, but you have to understand I can’t write a poem for eneryone I like. I’ve been at work nearly 4 hours now and have written only 7 lines of the poem for wyldelf, while trying to do my real work too. It’s not easy, you know.
kristoph - you have no idea how much I wish I was naked in that vat of beer right now.
As I’m new enough to have never been mentioned in a crush thread, i can only say this…
It seems like rather than being the only one naked in a room filled with people, you are in a room of virutally naked women, but your locked into a straight jacked and can’t do anything about it but whimper
