[MKSixer]

Originally Posted by Kyngofpop

Good-ish: when I was shopping around for my first apartment I settled on one that I liked. So happy, I took my "gurls" (gay term for close gay friends) to see the place. As we were looking over the property I looked out of the kitchen window and spotted the hottest Latin dude that I'd ever laid eyes on. I didn't say much to the "gurls" but my mind was gone. As we were leaving, the dude was out with his friends and looking at us and we were doing the cat call thing, just joking around having fun. When we got in the car, he kept his eyes on me and I threw up a head nod to say "what's up wit'chu?". Oh my friends gave me hell cause I'm a dork/stalwart and really don't make any moves on ANYONE, so me even acknowledging anyone speaking to me was a big step!!

As we were leaving he kept watching, and I told my friends "I'm gna marry THAT man!"

Fast forward to move in date and I'd gotten most of the stuff in the apartment and me and my "gurls" cooked out to celebrate the move in and they slowly dispersed as the night went on and went home. As I was cleaning up things this man grabbed two beers and made his way over. When I came back out he was standing at the back porch with two beers and said "Sup!" and introduced himself in typical Latin fashion by announcing his complete name with all surnames included. In the poorest English I've ever heard "My name's NAME WITHELD NAME WITHELD, u wanna beer?" He said all 4 names...omfG SN: I'm a sucker for VERY masculine men and this man OOZED masculinity...he practically Breathed it...Woo Lawd...I MELTED, but held it together, and thankfully I speak fluent Spanish so the communication gap shortened.

We had more beers and talked as the night went on, connecting like no other that I'd ever met in the history of LIFE. And then I made the biggest mistake of all. He offered to help me unpack and I invited him in. Not much unpacking got done because this man had me spellbound and somehow we ended up having the most intense sex for hours upon hours. I'm not "easy" but ol dude had this one in the bag from the get go.

The next day he asks me "who's moving into this big place with you" and I say "no one, just me." "You need a roommate?"

And this is what I call the longest "one night-stand" I've ever had. We lasted 5 years before he was deported. I came home one day and he was just gone...

Many good times and bad, but mostly good. The first person that my family accepted as Uncle Fred's "friend" lol. My Mom (the ultra conservative Southern Baptist Christian still asks about him....) There'd be nights we would just lie in bed and he'd ask "how could you care for me? I'm no one, I'm like a dog in the streets, people just throw me away...WHY do you Love me so much?" and I'd reply "because I do...you mean something to me AACV" (I'd say his full name because he liked that).

I haven't dated much (if at all) since this because I don't much care to experience this sensation again. We were from two totally different backgrounds, me educated and upwardly mobile and he a "straight" illegal immigrant from El Salvador that happened to fall in Love with another man.

I still wonder what happened to him and if he still thinks about me the way I do him...idk.

But this is my "good-ish" experience, and my infamous one night stand that lasted 5 years...heh.

Btw I told yall that I was "wordy" and talked a lot...above post is a prime example.

Beautiful and sad story. I hope you fully heal and remember the great times you had.

Cheers-mk

[MKSixer]

Originally Posted by Sea-Tac

In a manner of speaking, yes. Recharging the crystals atop the needle for the long flight home tomorrow.

You should have left them in the recharging matrix as you were bar hopping.

[MKSixer]

Originally Posted by DETRoadster

Trailer park gals need lovin' too, MK.

I'll make note and send any others I meet your way!

[MKSixer]

Originally Posted by irishbimmer

The things ya gotta put up with dont seem to get better!

It does. You have to go through lots of coal to get to the diamond. It's so interesting in that it's similar to how we dated in college, not how the whippersnappers (quoting UncleWede here) date today. In college it's a bit like two parallel lines of people marching in opposite directions in that you have high levels of semi-fleeting contact with a few sticking as you gain friendships with the exception of fraternities and sororities. Once school is over you have clusters of people in small groups due to work contact. This is why dating as an adult is so challenging. The dating sites move you back to the former state and increase contact probability. I'm actually thinking of writing a paper on the phenomenon. I don't know if one has been written but I've often thought of this and it was anecdotally confirmed through my own use.

Cheers-mk

[irishbimmer]

Originally Posted by MKSixer

It does. You have to go through lots of coal to get to the diamond. It's so interesting in that it's similar to how we dated in college, not how the whippersnappers (quoting UncleWede here) date today. In college it's a bit like two parallel lines of people marching in opposite directions in that you have high levels of semi-fleeting contact with a few sticking as you gain friendships with the exception of fraternities and sororities. Once school is over you have clusters of people in small groups due to work contact. This is why dating as an adult is so challenging. The dating sites move you back to the former state and increase contact probability. I'm actually thinking of writing a paper on the phenomenon. I don't know if one has been written but I've often thought of this and it was anecdotally confirmed through my own use.

Cheers-mk

Its easy to see why one might resort to escorts and hookers, haha. There has to be a reason why its called "the world's oldest profession" and it may be practiced by many of the fairer sex although simply labeled differently.

[Sea-Tac]

Originally Posted by MKSixer

You should have left them in the recharging matrix as you were bar hopping.

D ep ace trans is ion er or.

[Sea-Tac]

Even though I was completely innocent I served four and half years in Chino prison in California. While incarcerated my wife of three years took up with the landlord because it was difficult for her to pay the rent and feed and clothe the 5 children. Making license plates I earned $1.45 an hour and I sent most of my monthly pay check to her, less enough enough for Snicker’s Bars and Mall-o-Mars that I would buy at the commissary every Tuesday and Thursday. But what I sent home wasn’t enough to pay the rent. Anyway, she got free rent for about 3 years from the landlord which I suppose is good and then one day at the grocery store she fell in love with the butcher his name was Richard but every one, I guess, called him Dick the Butcher. He gave her a lot of free meat she said. And if I recall correctly she really liked eating meat. So she dumped the landlord and moved in with the butcher. She lived with him for about a year till she decided to move back to Saskatchewan to live with her old boyfriend who she was seeing before we met . Then one Sunday, Sunday was family visiting day, just before I was released, she told me she was pregnant. She said she was having twins. Probably because she must have done it twice in one night. Well, I, of course knew they wasn’t my kids, because I had been celebrate, so to speak, just like the priests who aren’t allowed to get married or have sex or anything, because they are supposed to be celebrate. Besides i was raised Baptist and it was a sin to do the things they were doing in jail and I never really liked doing it that way anyhow. Just never seemed natural to me. But it seems natural enough at Chino because everyone was just about doing it like every 30 minutes or so. Anyway, now I’m all alone with the kids (none of them are mine) - Bam Bam, she’s 16, Billy Joanne, she’s 14 and I think she is pregnant. Laura Liyn, 12, Baby Doll, 11 and going on 18 if you know what I mean, and Peggy Suzanne- she’s 9 and she cooks dinner every night. Well, maybe one day I’ll meet up with a real good looker with teeth this time. You never know but If you know of hot little momma please let me know.

[eluded]

I banged a girl on a first date one time. It was great.

[jaye944]

Bad:
Getting Married, "Decide at haste, repent at leisure"

NEVER, NEVER, NEVER believe what a women tells, you find out for yourself,
and always listen to your inner gut, it's never wrong

Don't ask me how I know this, But I have the t-shirt, read the book and watched the DVD

Good:
Pretty much all of my ex's and the sex was fuqing out of the world


Good rule of thumb, don't EVER put a fuqing ring on it

MGTOW all the way baby

[jaye944]

[Sea-Tac]

Originally Posted by eluded

I banged a girl on a first date one time. It was great.

What did you bang her with?

[Sea-Tac]

Originally Posted by jaye944

Bad:
Getting Married, "Decide at haste, repent at leisure"

NEVER, NEVER, NEVER believe what a women tells, you find out for yourself,
and always listen to your inner gut, it's never wrong

Don't ask me how I know this, But I have the t-shirt, read the book and watched the DVD

Good:
Pretty much all of my ex's and the sex was fuqing out of the world


Good rule of thumb, don't EVER put a fuqing ring on it

MGTOW all the way baby

Gosh I've never fuqed before. I'll have to try that some time.

[Sea-Tac]

Originally Posted by jaye944

No way. You fuqued those guys? Johnny Depp too?

[irishbimmer]

Originally Posted by Sea-Tac

Even though I was completely innocent I served four and half years in Chino prison in California. While incarcerated my wife of three years took up with the landlord because it was difficult for her to pay the rent and feed and clothe the 5 children. Making license plates I earned $1.45 an hour and I sent most of my monthly pay check to her, less enough enough for Snicker’s Bars and Mall-o-Mars that I would buy at the commissary every Tuesday and Thursday. But what I sent home wasn’t enough to pay the rent. Anyway, she got free rent for about 3 years from the landlord which I suppose is good and then one day at the grocery store she fell in love with the butcher his name was Richard but every one, I guess, called him Dick the Butcher. He gave her a lot of free meat she said. And if I recall correctly she really liked eating meat. So she dumped the landlord and moved in with the butcher. She lived with him for about a year till she decided to move back to Saskatchewan to live with her old boyfriend who she was seeing before we met . Then one Sunday, Sunday was family visiting day, just before I was released, she told me she was pregnant. She said she was having twins. Probably because she must have done it twice in one night. Well, I, of course knew they wasn’t my kids, because I had been celebrate, so to speak, just like the priests who aren’t allowed to get married or have sex or anything, because they are supposed to be celebrate. Besides i was raised Baptist and it was a sin to do the things they were doing in jail and I never really liked doing it that way anyhow. Just never seemed natural to me. But it seems natural enough at Chino because everyone was just about doing it like every 30 minutes or so. Anyway, now I’m all alone with the kids (none of them are mine) - Bam Bam, she’s 16, Billy Joanne, she’s 14 and I think she is pregnant. Laura Liyn, 12, Baby Doll, 11 and going on 18 if you know what I mean, and Peggy Suzanne- she’s 9 and she cooks dinner every night. Well, maybe one day I’ll meet up with a real good looker with teeth this time. You never know but If you know of hot little momma please let me know.

Holy crap! That is one helluva story.

[JamesWWIII]

Originally Posted by irishbimmer

Holy crap! That is one helluva story.

Cocaine is a helluva drug.

[Turkish Pickle]

Bad: Met a cute girl from class, literally as we're leaving the class a few days later tells me her ex is someone I know. Kid went to study abroad for a semester and that's why they broke up. Total bro, said he was fine with it so I shot my shot, had fun. Also a great cook.
Later learned from bro's roommate that when he said he was going away and that they should break up, she chased him with a knife in their apartment. Never really saw much of that girl after that, but me and the kid are still tight.

Terrible: First week of school, at my first ever tailgate, a girl comes up. Total smokeshow, we hit it off turns out she likes cars and even has a procharged C5 (she gave me two seperate rides that were very nice) etc etc. Within a week of meeting and fooling around she hits me up with the "i have a boyfriend". Met that kid later on but anyway - basically I was used as her way of getting back at the dude. I also might have sent a drunk text saying "your ass is lovely"; took my friend's subaru out on 2017 valentine's day and the car burnt down as we were getting back from dinner - still managed to stick around. Now she has a boyfriend and I'm not involved at all.

Good: The girl im seeing nowadays. Met at a blockchain startup bootcamp weekend, founded a business with her literally because I thought she was hot (yes yes bad call). Didn't ring a bell that she might be interested until the semester ends and she hits me up with "hey there's a car show near my house". Many times I implied I don't shit where I eat, but my dick gave in and i'm glad it did - I'm still running the business myself (without her name in anything), she's a 5'3 model who's 5 years older than I am. Literally like a teenager love kinda thing - highly advise making out while looking at the stars in a quiet suburb in 3am. She's childish where I'm not and vice versa etc it's nice is all I can say lol

[Never_Enough]

Originally Posted by jgoens

Well, you better not date me cuz I'm showing up 10 drinks in and will only be blah blah blahing about BP.

Fuck yea! Unless I'm driving to the date, I'm showing up already lit. It is pretty much a must do these days to deal w/the bs + I'm an introvert so it helps there too. Funny thing is, in my 20s, I never drank pre-date & killed it. Hmm...

[Never_Enough]

Originally Posted by jaye944

NEVER, NEVER, NEVER believe what a women tells, you find out for yourself,
and always listen to your inner gut, it's never wrong

This is not a bad date story. This is common sense!!!!!!

Good:
Pretty much all of my ex's and the sex was fuqing out of the world

So good that they became an ex, huh?

Good rule of thumb, don't EVER put a fuqing ring on it

MGTOW all the way baby

Agreed

[King Rudi]

Originally Posted by Sea-Tac

Even though I was completely innocent I served four and half years in Chino prison in California. While incarcerated my wife of three years took up with the landlord because it was difficult for her to pay the rent and feed and clothe the 5 children. Making license plates I earned $1.45 an hour and I sent most of my monthly pay check to her, less enough enough for Snicker's Bars and Mall-o-Mars that I would buy at the commissary every Tuesday and Thursday. But what I sent home wasn't enough to pay the rent. Anyway, she got free rent for about 3 years from the landlord which I suppose is good and then one day at the grocery store she fell in love with the butcher his name was Richard but every one, I guess, called him Dick the Butcher. He gave her a lot of free meat she said. And if I recall correctly she really liked eating meat. So she dumped the landlord and moved in with the butcher. She lived with him for about a year till she decided to move back to Saskatchewan to live with her old boyfriend who she was seeing before we met . Then one Sunday, Sunday was family visiting day, just before I was released, she told me she was pregnant. She said she was having twins. Probably because she must have done it twice in one night. Well, I, of course knew they wasn't my kids, because I had been celebrate, so to speak, just like the priests who aren't allowed to get married or have sex or anything, because they are supposed to be celebrate. Besides i was raised Baptist and it was a sin to do the things they were doing in jail and I never really liked doing it that way anyhow. Just never seemed natural to me. But it seems natural enough at Chino because everyone was just about doing it like every 30 minutes or so. Anyway, now I'm all alone with the kids (none of them are mine) - Bam Bam, she's 16, Billy Joanne, she's 14 and I think she is pregnant. Laura Liyn, 12, Baby Doll, 11 and going on 18 if you know what I mean, and Peggy Suzanne- she's 9 and she cooks dinner every night. Well, maybe one day I'll meet up with a real good looker with teeth this time. You never know but If you know of hot little momma please let me know.

Wow....that was fantastic.

[King Rudi]

Originally Posted by jaye944

Bad:
Getting Married, "Decide at haste, repent at leisure"

NEVER, NEVER, NEVER believe what a women tells, you find out for yourself,
and always listen to your inner gut, it's never wrong

Don't ask me how I know this, But I have the t-shirt, read the book and watched the DVD

Good:
Pretty much all of my ex's and the sex was fuqing out of the world


Good rule of thumb, don't EVER put a fuqing ring on it

MGTOW all the way baby

I refuse to take advise from anyone who can't follow their own. Jaye, this and other posts on here give me the notion that you may not be satisfied with your marriage. I'm also a firm believer that if you spent as much time trying to communicate with your wife and fix whatever it is that you're upset about with it as you do demeaning her on here, you might be surprised with how much better things become. If you communicate as clearly with her as you do on here, I can see why she makes your life hell.

If you're miserable in a situation, fix it. Complaining about her only makes you look like the problem. Telling total strangers what a pain your wife is and how your poor decision making skills has landed you in this situation doesn't earn you any respect. If your wife happens to see where you're posting on the internet about how great sex was with your ex's I would imagine she would not be too happy. Taking all this into consideration along with the things you post here, I'm not saying it's all your fault, but your antics on here paint a pretty good picture of who you are.

[MKSixer]

The Horrible+Lesson Learned=Great Outcome

One of my first online dates. Her pictures were fantastic and quite hot. Small waist, D's, great shaped butt. She shows up 30 lbs heavier and asks me if I'm disappointed. I stated, "Yes...in your lack of honesty." I then gave her the lecture on the primary advantage of dating as an adult: Pure Honesty. You don't have to play the games to gain advantage as you did as a foolish kid. If you don't like something that someone says early on, you may take your ball and go home without a problem and she violated this basic premise. I wished her good luck, took my ball, and went home.

After that, I started asking them to strike a pose with a few fingers held up in some odd manner so that I could verify the accuracy and timeliness of the picture. A few complained and I cut off communication. My current gf had no problem when I asked her and only requested 5 mins to change into a bikini before she sent the shot over. Yeah. I'm good now.

[Sea-Tac]

Originally Posted by JamesWWIII

Cocaine is a helluva drug.

Runny nose and all...

I don't want to work
I want to bang on the drum all day
I don't want to play
I just want to bang on the drum all day…