It could be worse. Imagine if you were ex- Congressman Mark Foley, hiding out like a disgraced groundhog in some residential rehab facility trying to pretend you’re an alcoholic, so your pathetic excuse for your behavior will have some credibility, all the reading a dog eared “Boys Life” magazine, dreaming of those fresh young pages, and their sweet, sweet boy-flesh … so far away now.
Now that would suck!
Why don’t I ever meet people like you?
next time, just lie back, close your eyes, and think of the queen…
Tennyson probably wrote all that stupid poetry because he couldn’t get chicks. (I love poetry, but hate Tennyson.)
If you can’t go drinking, I recommend breaking something. Any fragile possessions you could spare?
You try prune? Prune good for shit.
SMSpanish is Spanish leetspeak, thus called because it became known to the general public through text messaging (semesero in Spanish). The French version is known as SMS, too, same reason.
Kight-in-shinning-armor syndrome. Right now you look more like Rapunzel than Rapunzel ever did.
More hijack: some books7articles claim that women try to take care of everybody (i.e., to boss everybody around in a motherly fashion) because we’ve been trained to be caretakers. What I still haven’t seen in the same articles is that men try to take care of anybody who isn’t their boss because they’ve been trained to be rescuers.
That’s pretty much it. I think most people like be the source of another’s rising spirits, and when the witch of cynicism has you locked in her tower…and is asleep in the antechamber…you’re looking like an easy rescue.
So to speak.
Guys who get themselves in the same circumstances…well, let’s just say that maidens generally have better sense than to hook up with a guy who needs rescuing.