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Sat 02/03/07 10:46 PM
sorry about the nastiness lula...
but how about this. do you really know what you want in a man? and think
about it, really think about it. is it reasonable?

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Sat 02/03/07 10:42 PM
ice, there were signs. should should have let him earlier.

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Sat 02/03/07 10:22 PM
hey dude, good post. i love this site.

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Sat 02/03/07 10:12 PM
welcome amanda

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Sat 02/03/07 10:11 PM
welcome dude. have fun meeting peple and reading the posts

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Sat 02/03/07 09:48 PM
lol, at least u will have somthing nice to look at.

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Sat 02/03/07 09:47 PM
LOL, i'm back. she answered the phone during dinner

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Sat 02/03/07 08:53 PM
jesus, if i wanted a broken record, i would at least have gotten the
beatles

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Sat 02/03/07 06:55 PM
buddy, your poem is so true and u know it. isnt it time to change your
tactic?

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Sat 02/03/07 06:54 PM
who says men need passion?

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Sat 02/03/07 06:53 PM
World's Best Divorce Letter
Dear Connie ,

I know the counselor said we shouldn't contact each other during our
"cooling off" period, but I couldn't wait anymore. The day you left, I
swore I'd never talk to you again. But that was just the wounded little
boy in me talking. Still, I never wanted to be the first one to make
contact. In my fantasies, it was always you who would come crawling back
to me. I guess my pride needed that. But now I see that my pride has
cost me a lot of things. I'm tired of pretending I don't miss you. I
don't care about looking bad anymore. I don't care who makes the first
move as long as one of us does.

Maybe it's time we let our hearts speak as loudly as our hurt. And this
is what my heart says "There's no one like you, Connie." I look for you
in the eyes and breasts of every woman I see, but they're not you.
They're not even close. Two weeks ago, I met this girl at Flamingos and
brought her home with me. I don't say this to hurt you, but just to
illustrate the depth of my desperation.

She was young, maybe 19, with one of those perfect bodies that only
youth and maybe a childhood spent ice skating can give you. I mean, just
a perfect body. Tits like you wouldn't believe and an ass that just
wouldn't quit. Every man's dream, right? But as I sat on the couch being
blown by this stunner, I thought, look at the stuff we've made important
in our lives. It's all so superficial.

What does a perfect body mean? Does it make her better in bed? Well, in
this case, yes, but you see what I'm getting at. Does it make her a
better person? Does she have a better heart than my moderately
attractive Connie? I doubt it. And I'm never really thought of that
before.

I don't know, maybe I'm just growing up a little. Later, after I'm
tossed her about a half a pint of throat yogurt, I found myself
thinking, "Why do I feel so drained and empty?" It wasn't just her
flawless technique or her slutty, shameless hunger, but something else.
Some nagging feeling of loss. Why did it feel so incomplete? And then it
hit me. It didn't feel the same because you weren't there to watch. Do
you know what I mean? Nothing feels the same without you. Jesus, Connie,
I'm just going crazy without you. And everything I do just reminds me of
you.

Do you remember Carol, that single mom we met at the Holiday Inn lounge
last year? Well, she dropped by last week with a pan of lasagna. She
said she figured I wasn't eating right without a woman around. I didn't
know what she meant till later, but that's not the real story.

Anyway, we had a few glasses of wine and the next thing you know, we're
banging away in our old bedroom. And this tart's a total monster in the
sack. She's giving me everything, you know, like a real woman does when
she's not hung up about her weight or her career and whether the kids
can hear us. And all of a sudden, she spots that tilting mirror on your
grandmother's old vanity. So she puts it on the floor and we straddle
it, right, so we can watch ourselves. And it's totally hot, but it makes
me sad, too. Cause I can't help thinking, "Why didn't Connie ever put
the mirror on the floor? We've had this old vanity for what, 14 years,
and we never used it as a sex toy."

Saturday, your sister drops by with my copy of the restraining order. I
mean, Vicky's just a kid and all, but she's got a pretty good head on
her shoulders and she's been a real friend to me during this painful
time. She's given me lots of good advice about you and about women in
general. She's pulling for us to get back together, Connie, she really
is. So we're doing Jell-O shots in a hot bubble bath and talking about
happier times. Here's this teenage girl with the same DNA as you and all
I can do is think of how much she looked like you when you were 18. And
that just about makes me cry.

And then it turns out Vicky's really into the whole anal thing, that
gets me to thinking about how many times I pressured you about trying it
and how that probably fuelled some of the bitterness between us. But do
you see how even then, when I'm thrusting inside your baby sister's
cinnamon ring, all I can do is think of you. It's true, Connie. In your
heart you must know it. Don't you think we could start over? Just wipe
out all the grievances away and start fresh? I think we can.

If you feel the same please, please, please let me know.

Otherwise, can you let me know where the ****ing remote is.

Love, Dan

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Sat 02/03/07 06:38 PM
because u arent looking for a good guy. U R looking for that fairly tale
guy to take care of u, romance u, support u. a guy that has very little
self respect. but dont worry, there is a bunch of losers who will be
your perfect fit. once who will try to fit your "needs and desires"
until they grow a pair and leave

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Sat 02/03/07 06:33 PM
lily..

u gotta have one to have it broken

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Sat 02/03/07 06:31 PM
lol

damn, u want me to clean and tell my girlfriend she can join. what
CRAZINESS is this ...lol

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Sat 02/03/07 06:20 PM
mmmmm....booze

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Sat 02/03/07 06:18 PM
.

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Sat 02/03/07 06:16 PM
lily...

i would never. to go postal on u guys i would have to care enough to
find u.

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Sat 02/03/07 06:13 PM
whisper...

u find em, and i'll laugh...if they are funny

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Sat 02/03/07 06:09 PM
lily....

mo i'm laugh out loud. this is very entertaining

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Sat 02/03/07 06:04 PM
lily...

there is nothing insulting about the truth

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