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Shael
Location: Witherbee, NY. Gender: Female Total Likes: 7 likes
Baaaaah.
| | | Re: why? oh why does this happen? < Reply # 9 on 3/13/2008 5:13 AM > | Reply with Quote
| | | This happens with females too. After Samurai and I started seeing each other, someone else expressed interest as well...because he was too chicken to say anything all along, he lost me, Sam got me and still has me. I'm also guessing it happened to him too, but on a different level. I know there were at least two women that were interested in Sam at work. One of them has been around the block, more times than anyone cares to remember, the other...well...she's just plain out of it and in her own world. Both women are about 10 to 20 years his senior...which just made it weird. Not that age has anything to do with it at all, it's just when one is a crazy cat lady and the other a slut...and that is not just me talking because of jealousy, I have nothing to be jealous or envious of them for...one of them brags about the amount and penis size of men she's slept with, the other has offered to give blow jobs for 30 dollars a piece to men at the jobsite. Shael
| "The best wine lies at the bottom of the pail/And Happiness lies below the navel." - Drukpa Kunley, "The Divine Madman of the Dragon Lineage" and "Saint of 5,000 Women". |
| KublaKhan
Location: Edinburgh, Scotland Total Likes: 207 likes
With Satan, it's always gimmie, gimmie.
| | | Re: why? oh why does this happen? < Reply # 19 on 3/17/2008 4:35 AM > | Reply with Quote
| | | Well folks...here I am, a man in terminal relationship melt-down, and it sucks and I've been miserable for the last year. About 6 weeks ago, I was at a party for a film festival (my doc was being screened), and I'm standing there minding my own business, enjoying the free booze (a man in a little bow tie approached me with a bunch of martinis and asked if I'd like one, so I said "You're timing is perfect.") And I'm chatting and schmoozing (as best I can, given that making small talk is much like getting a root canal through the asshole) and after I sank my second or third drink, a lovely young woman walked up beside me and introduced herself. I smiled, extended my hand and silently repeated her name 20 or 30 times so as to commit it to memory. Three martinis, right? Maybe I repeated it 40 times. She is an undergrad and she told me that she's "30 years old and that I started my degree late and are you a filmmaker and can you grab me a drink when the man with the bow tie walks by and I think I'm getting a bit drunk" and then we exchanged pleasantries and then a friend of hers came up and I was introduced to her as well and wouldn't you know it but she's a Japanese exchange student and she wanted a martini as well and I'm thinking "Jesus Christ. This is fantastic." Why? Because I'm sliding into my mid-40's, and in six months time, I'm going to be single again. "I think I'm getting a bit drunk," said my new friend, and then she placed her hand on the lapel of my jacket and giggled. "So...you make films." On and on and the man with the little bow tie winked at me and made sure that all our drinks were fresh. I left that party feeling like fucking George Patton.
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