I’ve been informed (again) that I have a great ass. And no, I don’t have a picture cite on this computer at the moment.
I am having really good sex with an incredibly beautiful girl. I also got an A+ on my microecon test even though I had sex instead of studying. Hmm…
Oh yeah?! Me Too!!!
At least I was, until someone here told me that it’s nothing to base a relationship on… so now I’m not.
Damn you all. :mad:
… and oh yeah… Go Wierd One!
Incidentally, guess who’s ex-girlfriend came over yesterday and wound up having sex in front of the TV?
… umm… yes, mine… yes, with me…
Gah. You’re all making me jealous. I’m in Washington DC for a fortnight, in a lovely hotel room, and the man I want to have wild passionate sex with is a good 3674miles away. pout
I’m currently in one of my intermittent Match.com “embarassment of riches” phases. No sex, but contacts and dates out the wazoo. Four different women in the course of a week, and two more in the on-deck circle.
I am, quite frankly, dumbfounded.
Go, me. Go take a nap, me.
I recently changed my hair from cornrows to dreadlocks.
Although I’m gay, two women at work said they liked them and asked me what woman I was trying to impress.
I’m grasping at straws here, but their comments could have been an implication that I actually had something to put on the table. It felt real good!
Now if only a guy would say something fantastic like that! Or something like that. Or something.
Guys?
Dang it, I was dusting off my skirt for you…
Gee, your hair looks terrific…
Mr. Ujest, is dat you?
I keed. I keed.
I can’t beleive Zebra hasn’t posted to this thread yet!
Thanks, Cow, I’ll announce our engagement!
Funny, he said the same thing to me too.