SoMDGirl42
Well-Known Member
I was thinking more along the lines of the pimp shoes
something must be working right for you to have a hypothetical girlfriend now instead of just a blowup doll or pretend one.
Don't let them get to ya.
I was thinking more along the lines of the pimp shoes
You all just ASSUME I have a "hypothetical girlfriend" now.....and, I don't. I think it's almost comical that a six year old tred is still kicking. That someone is THAT bored; to go back and find it.
You all just ASSUME I have a "hypothetical girlfriend" now.....and, I don't. I think it's almost comical that a six year old tred is still kicking. That someone is THAT bored; to go back and find it.
Like I said...Are you new here?
5'7".....but lotsa folks are under 5'8". 5'7" is within the realm of average.
So I'm average height. :shrug: What else ya got?
.....is that an alternative to going out? Say you thought he was taking you out somewhere one night, but instead he shows up at your door with a bag of groceries and heads toward the kitchen, saying something like, "How 'bout SPAM sammiches?" Or....."I brought dinner." "How do you like your steak?"
Well, we all know what happens when you asume.
I should've included that this was an established relationship.
But since you brought it up, ejumuhkate me please. What is your idea of an 'established':ie: relationship? And don't say 'married.' I'm talking about working up to that point.
You did see the 'six-year-old tred' part, right?
Finally got around to reading most of this thread, these two posts stick out. There is NO WAY this could be an established relationship and you don't know how she likes her steak.
"How 'bout SPAM sammiches?"
Average height for a midget, yeah...
This one speaks volumes:
There is not a big enough WHOOSH for you. Not even the smilie one. I was trying to squash my inner internet bully but you make it too easy to let it out.
There is not a big enough WHOOSH for you. Not even the smilie one. I was trying to squash my inner internet bully but you make it too easy to let it out.
They got little baby legs
That stand so low
You got to pick 'em up
Just to say hello
They got little cars
That got beep, beep, beep
They got little voices
Goin' peep, peep, peep
They got grubby little fingers
And dirty little minds
They're gonna get you every time
Well, I don't want no Short People
Don't want no Short People
Don't want no Short People
'Round here
That was my mantra in grade school. Thaaanks for the memories.
Do you own gerbils?
There you are from deep out in left field somewhere again, but no.
Vodka? weed? coke?