Reply With Quote
you name ur righ/left palm rosie?
rosie as in rosie o'donnell?
rosie...as in Rosie Palm
or the maid from the Jetsons
No- that is what I get for trying to shorten a story that takes an hour to tell in person into a couple of lines on the internet. That "craziness" all happened before I ever met anyone in person. After my friends confronted the real him and a friend's cousin who went to school with him confirmed the truth about what kind of person he was, I came to know that he was not actually the crazy guy who had been stalking me. That crazy guy had been pretending to be him, using information about him. The "real" guy and I went to rival high schools and so our paths crossed at academic compe ions, football games, local events, etc. and we finally met and got to know each other for real over the course of that year before he asked me out. After that we dated for several years before we got married and neither of us ever met the crazy guy who "brought us together."
you name ur righ/left palm rosie?
rosie as in rosie o'donnell?
rosie...as in Rosie Palm
or the maid from the Jetsons
how about some photos???? mainly women thank you.
Oh, alright. The way I first read it was good ror a movie, though.
of rosie palm?
don't tell me you like to spoon more than just icecream...
Nice thread, especially Kori's and LJ's tale. I knew the outline, but the details are very sweet.
There's a pretty crazy story behind my closest shave with marital bliss.
It was July 2003. I'd recently decided to change my entire life, made my first pilgrimage to SA (and met many of you), then it was on to Okinawa, Japan, to teach English on the JET program. When I arrived there was no accomodation lined up for me and I was a mess - severely sleep-deprived, assaulted by the tropical summer, and a bit culture-shocked. Anyway, my supervisor at the school I was to start work at a month later was Yoko, a 26yo internationalised Japanese sweetheart whose family took me in whilst I searched for an apartment.
Knowing nothing of Japanese custom, and little of the language, I also needed Yoko's help to sort out all of the annoying details of moving to a new country, so we ended up spending pretty much every hour of the next week together setting me up with a life, and introducing me to her favourite parts of the island. We clicked immediately, but she was engaged to a guy in LA so I think we both internally denied the obvious attraction between us.
I moved into my apartment a week later, and then a couple of days later, 2 days before she was to go to LA to get married, a typhoon hit the island and she came over to keep me company. We played scrabble for hours, and you would not believe the words than came out in the board... "pump", "lust", "sexy", you get the drift. There we were shut up in a one-room apartment in the middle of a massive storm for hours on end, and what I can only describe as the red mist of lust descended upon us both. Almost as if puppets to an invisible force, we started to make out and it felt like lightning, but then I snapped out of it and realised how wrong it was and actually walked out onto the balcony into the storm to get away from her. Nothing else like that has ever happened to me - it was crazy and powerful and a real surprise to me as I'm usually very much in control of my actions and don't do things like that.
Anyway, ten minutes in the storm straightened out my head, and we talked about what had happened and agreed that it was just her jitters and my culture-shock, and two days later she hopped on a plane to LA.
15 days later, 5 days before she was due back to Okinawa, I got a call on my mobile phone and it was her. From the tone of her voice I immediately knew that she wasn't married and that our feelings for each other were real - we had just denied them because of the cir stances. That afternoon I kissed her sitting on the sea wall as we watched the sun go down, and we were together from that moment for two extremely happy years.
If I were a different man I would have married her, but I didn't and that's that - I used to think about that a lot, but I don't much any more which is a good thing. She's happy and successful, and so am I, so maybe things have worked out as they should.
Last edited by RuffnReadyOzStyle; 01-31-2009 at 09:43 AM.
me and my gf have known each other since 3rd grade. started dating 8th grade
I meet my boyfriend on here. Tpark is such a sweetheart
At a bar I can't stand: Sherlock's
Footnote. Kori had a party where a bunch of us So Cal's got to meet the one and only Timvp who swore that after driving 24 hours straight in a red car(Hyundai or Mitsubishi can't remember but definitely red with a Spurs License plate frame) he thought that the cacti in Arizona as he was coming up the 10 West were actually following him.
I don't remember if it was a Super Bowl thing but the Spurs weren't on TV that night.
I met Bo at a Spurstalk GTG at the Lion and Rose Pub on April 13, 2008.
At a Halloween party given by a friend.
I met my wife at Chili's................she was a guest of a friend that sat at the same table with me and my g/f at the time............my g/f had to leave to meet some girlfriends of her own...........big mistake. I ended up talking to this other woman that night after my g/f left and I ended up marriying her one year later, and have been married for 6-1/2 yrs to my sweet baby!!!!
What attracted me to my wife was her feet, when she was sitting at the table with us.........she had sandles on and her feet were perfect.........pedicured with hot pink polish. Her pretty face, personality, sexy ass and body helped a bit as well.
Last edited by lebomb; 12-22-2009 at 10:41 AM.
I met ...
wtf?
Met my wife on www.match.com close to 6 years ago. We will have been married 5 years this coming March.
Wierd, since i signed up on match because i was bored at work one day and thought it could be a good source of...you know...
I met my wife at a company mixer. She was wearing a red dress that showed off her gams. That broad was hotter than a two dollar pistol. We hit it off after a drink or ten and took it back to my place. We were in love... LOVE?! WHAT THE IS LOVE?! That wouldn't know love if it jacked off in her face! she knows what money is though... yeah she knows money. If I would have gotten that job in Tallahasee she'd still be cleaning my pipe. But NOOOOO! I hit a run of bad luck and she cuts and runs with Herb. What are best friends for, huh Herb?! You were my best man you asshole! MY BEST MAN!!!!! Eat a Herb! YOU HEAR ME?! EAT A !!!!!
Wait. What's going on? Is this the thread about No Country for Old Men? I love that movie!
Met my wife at a sorority party at Texas Lutheran University. She went there and I didn't..I was just there for the free beer and hot chicks. She was a cheerleader for the basketball team.
That must of been a long time ago. The parties suck now.
I glad I am not the only guy!!! I love perfect feet. There should be no reason why a women can't take care of them and if you cant do the french pedi all the time at least put on some damn nail polish
What attracted me to my wife was her feet, when she was sitting at the table with us.........she had sandles on and her feet were perfect.........pedicured with hot pink polish. Her pretty face, personality, sexy ass and body helped a bit as well.
damn you herb!!!
Met my current girlfriend in my advanced guitar class. We've been together for a year and around 3 months now.
I picked up mine off Zarzamora. She doesn't swallow but she does hold it in her mouth and spit it out the window.
What, like my last boyfriend? We don't have all day to go through all my boyfriends. The last one was two days ago and I met him on my escort site www.realclassyand .com you guys can click on it and if you have enough cash then I can write about you in my next post in this thread.
That's how classy es roll. Did you like how I held my pinky up while I worked it?
Of course, that's why we've been in love ever since.
There are currently 1 users browsing this thread. (0 members and 1 guests)
Posting Permissions
