How is Morgan Fairchild these days?
You are a sad broken little toy and none of this will end well for you.
Maybe but maybe not. I have had really good luck so far plus a whole lot of shitty outcomes. You pays yo’ money, you takes yo’ chances. All I know is that I have another date with a lovely heiress in a few hours that I really like. Most people never get those but I have starting with my ex-wife. Maybe being an arrogant prick is the key and I never denied being one of those.
On the funny side, saying “none of this will end well for you” is basically the same thing that I got an official warning for even though I deleted it immediately. It was never a threat just like yours isn’t but some people overreact.
Then again, maybe you know me better than I know myself. I am replying to this even though I said I wouldn’t and you predicted I would. You were certainly right. Bees and honey and all that.
I’m betting it was your armpits, not a real woman.
From the archives of the deep dark SDMB…
Shagnasty05-10-2006, 10:29 PM
I have never had much problem with underarm odor. I have certainly never had strong BO. Many other people’s underarm odor smells like onions or perhaps some canned food gone bad. Mine smells like vagina. I ran out of deodorant about three weeks ago and after a few days I stuck a finger under there and smelled. It smelled exactly like pus. It is kind a turn on really. Each underarm has its own unique smell. I feel like I am holding two naked women, one under each arm. As far as I know, no one can smell this but me. If I were single, I could fake guys out with the old smell my finger for proof gambit. As it stands, I have no use for this super-ability.
Your problem isn’t arrogance. It’s your obvious lack of self-esteem and self-awareness that’s your greatest downfall.
I think he probably can occasionally come across as charming when he wants to and works at it, but that the self-importance and weird sense of superiority reveals itself fairly quickly. Stuff like his hilarious haughtiness about his museum date’s attire would be obvious in an instant (and is the likely reason his date totally ditched him that day).
I have no problem believing these pretty mundane claims about his daughter’s skills. My kids go to a French immersion school too, and we play chess all the time, and my daughter also spends a ridiculous number of hours a week working with former Olympians at a competitive sport (though is significantly more resilient when she doesn’t win everything all the time). Lots of kids do these things, and it’s great that he is proud of his daughter (though seriously, man. Literal hysterics over 2nd place is really gross.) What is puzzling is why he thinks the skills these 40 year old women have are less valuable than the ones his daughter has, and why he would compare them to her, rather than himself, you know? It would have come across a lot better (though still insufferably arrogant) had he listed his own skills and interests and lamented his inability to find dates who were as accomplished as he is.
Shags you are doing a terrible job at not responding to this thread.
No, it’s really not. The origin of QuickSilver’s phrase is easily found and clearly understood. Your threat comes after a multi-year history of bragging about exacting revenge on Those That Done You Wrong, even after years, as well as a history of criminal activity, and is coupled with an extreme disdain for women. The warning was the natural result of years of cultivating your persona as a badass hair-trigger thug when you imagine you’ve been slighted.
Want to talk overreacting? Threatening to take revenge on a woman that doesn’t respond to your pathetic mating attempts on your timetable.
It’s so odd…I’ve literally never heard anyone use the word “heir” or “heiress” in describing themselves or people they know in normal conversation. Like…never.
You know what? I’m am in no way an heiress, but I’m perfectly capable of supporting myself. I’m not sure why the only options are gold-digging leech hoping to take your daughters’ inheritance or heiress.
Because BIRGing.
Ah- see, now that makes sense.
I’ve noticed that he will never leave to the imagination any detail that even remotely reflects positively on him, no matter how irrelevant that detail is to the matter at hand. Kind of like that person who name drops constantly or goes out of their way to tell you what designer brands they own.
His latest FB isn’t just a woman he met online. Nah, she’s a heiress…and a Jewish one at that! So you know she must rich, smart, and exotically beautiful. That’s the box he’s put her in in his brain, and that’s how he wants us to see her. Because if we assume she might just be a regular average woman, then we might see him as average too.
Yes, I think you’re exactly right. The funny thing is, it’s such a meaningless word…I mean, I’m an heiress too, if you count the 1/4 share I’ll get in my parents’ house someday.
It’s “flies and honey.” You’re the fly in that relationship, not the bee.
I’m sure he’ll be back any moment now to explain that he’s really, really good at this online dating thing, and he has no problem getting multiple dates every week. Also, he’s super picky because he doesn’t want a gold digger or a hosebeast, but fortunately he has a date coming up with an heiress who meets all of his requirements. Oh, and that threat he posted and deleted was totally not a threat, and has nothing to do with the myriad times he’s bragged about taking revenge on people.
I suspect that his little town had a “society” column in the newspaper, next to the stories of barn fires, foot-and-mouth outbreaks and lynchings, and Shaggy latched onto the term heiress delightedly because his brain lives in the shittier parts of 1957 and women ought to be defined by either how they look or what they’re going to own. Here in 2017, it just looks weirdly anachronistic: I mean, I suppose I could call my wife “the Japanese heiress”, but it would look silly.
Turn your head and CORF.
And how much of a big shot their daddy is.
Because it’s all about breeding. The only proper mate of an heir is an heiress. Anything less and he’s settling for a hose beast charity case.
Exactly! I mean, I know a few people who are going to come into a looooooot of cash someday (apparently there’s more than one junk mail empire in the world, who’d have thunk it?) and trying to picture any of them referring to themselves as an “heiress” is just hilarious.