Discussion in 'General Global Topics' started by tycho1572, Sep 14, 2018.
Eye of the beholder.
Oh, in that case you're definitely a retard.
My second husband. That's a good one.
He was a good friend of my then first husband that I married when I was 15. I was looking for someone that would cause said first husband to decide that being married to me was not fun. Second husband to be was big enough and easily manipulated by my sixteen year old self. I asked Hub2 to go to the library with me to return some books. I stopped the elevator between the floors, undid his pants and convinced him that we were made for each other.
14 years later, I left him for a younger man who I eventually dumped for a wealthy client. It was all good.
Ah,so! You butterfly girl.
You've been drinking haven't you?
I'd tell my story of what happened after sharing my bottle of Crown with my now wife but I haven't had enough Bulldogs.
We'll just say it was xxx rated and I still have to this day the scar on my shin from making my way back to her bed in the dark after an early morning trip to the bathroom.
I met her at denture cup night at a minor league hockey game
I was a single parent of my 3 yr. old daughter and my darling future wife was a new preschool teacher. My daughter kept talking about Miss future Lumpy but I'd never actually met or saw her but eventually I Wow, sure did. I saw sparks flying so I asked her out, she refused... sweetly though. The next morning the owner of the preschool insisted that I ask Miss Future Lumpy out again, (she was willing to break the rules on dating parents).
So I waited for a month or so, we played googly eyes and such, it was fun. I asked her out again, she bluntly refused ..then she laughed, we laughed and we're still having fun.
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