Just you wait. This time next week, he’ll be on here complaining about how she ghosted him too.
:dubious:
I inherited my Daddy’s credit card debt, boy that made me a richer person. I learned how to talk to c.c. collection departments, and chase down the companies they sold the debt to. Til his measly insurance policy paid so I could pay the bills. It was a blast being a heiress for about 2 years. Then I had to arrange to sell his house and cars, all this while my 6 living sibs were complaining ( they were heirs also). Yea, goodtimes, goodtimes!
Or she’ll show up for the date in flip-flops. That’s a deal-breaker!
I don’t think that is going to happen because that lunch date went really well again. We are in a relationship now. Fortunately, she is well under 40 so I dodged that bullet. Even more fortunately, she has my same personality and meets all of my requirements. Who would have thought that a pretty Long Island girl knows how to work on muscle cars and loves to drag race? That is hot right there. There really is a lid for every pot.
I will be off the dating sites at least for a while so the rest of the world can breath a little easier now.
It is always a relief when a smell drifts away.
When will you tell her they you don’t want to get married and have kids with her?
That is the beauty of it, she doesn’t want that either. She already has a one and only child that takes up most of her time. Like I said, she meets ALL of my requirements.
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Yeah, that’s something imaginary girlfriends are really good at doing.
She is no Morgan Fairchild, I can tell you that much, but she is real. If you keep playing long enough, you will eventually hit a straight flush and maybe even a Royal Flush. It is just a numbers game that requires some skill and credentials. Getting a high quality date is easy. Finding a personality match for me is extremely difficult. It has only happened a few times in my life. I am sure you are all shocked by that revelation. The most recent other one was married and it caused lots of problems for her because I was a much better match to her than her husband yet we couldn’t do anything about it except have an emotional affair.
Once again, I am sitting here , mouth agape. How can this go on and on and on and on? I am slightly nauseated…
There’s something weirdly Jane Austen about a world view in which women are judged solely on their looks, dowries, and fashionable accomplishments, which they have to negotiate into securing a husband while they’re still of marriageable age: it’s like Sense and Sensibility written by Bret Easton Ellis.
So the dating sites get a break, but we don’t. Awesome. :smack:
Shags, for the last time, fuck the fuck off with that charity bullshit. Dating is not charity. What the actual fuck is wrong with you? Seriously? You’re a sick, delusional, misogynistic, objectifying shitstain on 99 cent toilet tissue. The kind they put in public toilets that feels like cardboard. You have no redeeming qualities whatsoever. I believe you’re in a lasting relationship just as much as I believed tdn (whatever happened to him?) when he said he and his internet girlfriend who had met twice had a bond stronger than couples of ten years standing. In other words, not at fucking all, you pus encrusted boil who’s so far into the closet he’s met a talking lion. Jesus christ almighty.
It’s his underarms that are pus encrusted:
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.
:dubious:
“Founders of the junk mail industry” = ordinary business owners. Or the postmasters who provided them with a list of addresses.
Oh, and who are the “Soprantos”?
They stand on street corners and sing arias about chemtrails and the Illuminati.
Shit, that pit odor thing. WTF?
Interesting bar you set.
Joyce DeWitt doesn’t, quite, do it for ya?
Whew ::brow sweat wiped off::
Putting on heirs?
Sever and Severability, by Bret Austen Ellis:
I am starting to get the feeling that you don’t like me very much. I enjoy your posts and wish you and your family a happy Thanksgiving even if we have some minor disagreements from time to time.