You can say whatever you like. Diverse opinions are great

Yes. I was assaulted by a teenage gang of thugs. I was at the money machine. They threw a bottle at my feet, I knew then to get away. The one of them hit me over the head with a baseball bat.
Some guy across the street took the whole lot on and I call him my angel.

I knew you could not pick one... It is difficult. I would like to know what stands out for being the best in the eyes of other people.

Well, aren't married couples supposed to be 'one'?

Who is the best man or woman you have ever met or admired in real life?
Why? Please choose only one person.

Dad bods are good for cuddling

Sweet nothing. I am thinking not at all. Just doing.... and Crystal lol. Women are apparently as visual as men.

This is what this thread is for venting.!!!

I have the feeling you would be better suited for your Managers role... Keep breathing and big hugs too you.

Phew...that was lovely and intense

Ha ha ha. That kilt would have to be itchy, scratchy yeah?

How about throughout the middle and end too? That would be famdamtastic.

John Bradford, a University student, was on the side of the road hitch-hiking on a very dark night and in the midst of a big storm.
The night was rolling on and no car went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him.
Suddenly, he saw a car slowly coming towards him and stopped. John, desperate for shelter and without thinking about it, got into the car and closed the door ... only to realize there was nobody behind the wheel and the engine wasn't running.
The car started moving slowly. John looked at the road ahead and saw a curve approaching. Scared, he started to pray, begging for his life. Then, just before the car hit the curve, a hand appeared out of nowhere through the window, and turned the wheel. John, paralyzed with terror, watched as the hand came through the window, but never touched or harmed him.
Shortly thereafter, John saw the lights of Opononi pub appear down the road, so, gathering strength, he jumped out of the car and ran to it... Wet and out of breath, he rushed inside and started telling everybody about the horrible experience he had just had.
A silence enveloped the pub when everybody realized he was crying ... and wasn't drunk.
Suddenly, the door opened, and two Maori's walked in from the dark and stormy night. They, like John, were also soaked and out of breath. Looking around, and seeing John Bradford sobbing at the bar, one said to the other...
Look Hori ... there's that idiot that got in the car while we were pushing it!'

We could be friends yeah?

I don't believe your excuses. You just wanted to check people out. Big thumbs are a conspiracy theory. Stop looking at me you weird Minglers

Btw Micheal. If you want some advice... You are all about you. Not attractive, despite pics of animals. Get over yourself and stop being so self centered. Pics are not going to work. Who are you! Show peeps the real raw you,
You come across as shallow and narcissistst. Prove me wrong by posting otherwise

Cool. My last bucket list if swimming with pirhanas xx You are adorable Stu.

Annoyed with myself that I shared something with you that you do not deserve to know

Tis a great poem. X

Beauty comes from suffering. If we have learned well

Attached. I get attached emotionally to Minglers. They come, they go. And when they pop back in I want to hug the hell out of them. It takes all my self control to stop myself.