Whammo who?
I’ll just go over here and be consoled by Hamadryad and snuggle up to Surgoshan. Three’s company, you know?
Ooh! I like Ham, too! (She doesn’t believe me, though)
Oooh, ooh, ooh! A “Ham” sandwich!
I have been reading these filthy, disgusting, lewd, perverted things that evilbeth and Surgoshan have been saying, and the lascivious “Ham sandwich” remark tops it all off. So in response to both of you, I have one…JUST one…thing to say.
OK!!!
I believe I was on Michi’s list from a while ago (she was the only person to list me!) so I get the first shot…
so michi, you want me to call you in the morning or nudge you awake?
I am so glad that I am with someone and I don’t need to flirt anymore!
Not that I don’t flirt, mind you… I just don’t NEED to! 
Yer pal,
Satan
I HAVE BEEN SMOKE-FREE FOR:
Three months, three weeks, one day, 14 hours, 20 minutes and 54 seconds.
4543 cigarettes not smoked, saving $567.99.
Life saved: 2 weeks, 1 day, 18 hours, 35 minutes.
(Milo says nothing, over in the corner looking casual and cool; testing the theory women always tell him that you don’t have to be forward and be a player to get the good ones …)
Yeah, I think it’s B.S., too.
wanders over into the corner
So Milo…how YOU doin?
Just remember the above guys! There was no one ever like me before.
BTW Beth… I DIDNT say I dumped you! Just that I WOULD if Michi WANTED me to. But it sounds like she doesnt want anything to do with me so its OK!!! Were still on baby… now dry up those eyes… 
Michi, I had a long, delicate, romantic post all planned out, and then I had to leave, so here’s what I was going to say, abridged for length and the fact that I have ten minutes left and then I must go.
That lower picture of you (as in the second of the two, for you perverts) is stunning. On behalf of the entire population of the SDMB who like women, WOW. Your face alone is reason enough to consider changing the residency on my tax forms. As you might know, faces are one of the most important things to me . . . the others are hands and neck.
walks over to the corner and unobtrusively steps in front of Falcon
Hi, Milo. I brought you a drink.
Wow, you’re a smoothie :rolleyes: That’s so romantic. I have Surgoshan and Hamadryad now. (Milo, you’re welcome to join us if you can dig your way through that wall of strumpets that is forming around you! Of course, you could bring them with you…) Maybe you should go on over to the SD People Pages and drool over Ms. Michi’s picture since it seems that is as close as you’re getting to her! 
Mmmm…
Ham sandwich.
Who in their right mind would be against such a thing?
And I’m sure they are legion come on over here… how you doin’? here’s some milk and cookies…
Geez, I didn’t even realize that the “gathering” pics were up! I have one more I can add to the 2 that are already there.
How about this…I’ll take turns marrying all of you guys! I hope ya’ll like cats…
Geez, first she whines about her non-existent love life, and then she offers to be a polygamist. Talk about the ugly duckling to beautiful swan story…
Michi, I don’t know about the rest of these jokers but marry me and you won’t have to worry about my trying to get you into threesomes, bestiality, etc. And yes, I really love pus–cats. CATS!!
Well, since she said she’d take turns marrying y’all, I don’t think she’s as much a polygamist as a serial monogamist.
My 10 cents.
Falcon, Kat, thanks for the attention.
Now let’s look at how it would have went in real life:
(Milo says nothing, over in the corner looking casual and cool; testing the theory women always tell him that you don’t have to be forward and be a player to get the good ones …
And he sits …
And he sits …
And he orders another beer …
And eventually he goes home. Buzzed, $30-50 poorer and having talked to no fine women.
Hey, with me, you DO have to be forward, because I am so clueless when it comes to men…you have to come right out and say, “Michi, I like you, will you go out with me,” before I will even guess that you are intersted.
OK … Michi, I like you. Will you go out with me?
You’ll have to meet me halfway, though.
Nearest I can tell from a quick glance at the atlas, that’s somewhere around the Kentucky-Tennessee border.
5 o’clock sound all right? Hostess ding-dongs and Faygo Red Pop?