elizabeth, I must agree with dearest coreene that your country cuzzin’ of a date does indeed award you a certain number of bonus points. Who else among us has ventured to describe, in full, gut-wrenching yet luscious detail, the horrors of their worst match-up? (I am, of course, assuming that “Lynyrd” was your worst). 
And we all, of course, know what “Coyote Ugly” is, right?
<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Merry:
Who else among us has ventured to describe, in full, gut-wrenching yet luscious detail, the horrors of their worst match-up? <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
Oh, my most lovely west-coast friend Merry, wasn’t it you who said, as a happily married, more mature, sedate woman, you almost enjoy living vicariously through me by hearing my pathetic dating stories?
Yep. I do what I can to make you happy. 
Now (to discreetly change the subject), any more good flashing stories from any of you? Or what about pick-up lines? Any of you have any?
At times like that I would have found it wholly appropriate to scream “Hans off!”
Parents should be very careful about what they name their children.
When I was in middle school, I had a friend whose last name was “Jumper.” Her mom had a baby during that time (a late-in-life “oops” baby). It was a boy. They wanted to name him Peter. So his name would be Peter Jumper. I said “You shouldn’t name him that.” The mother asked me why. I told her why. Then she said “Oh, no one except you would ever think of that.” Uh huh. Yesterday, I saw my old friend again and I asked how Peter is doing. He is now in college and he learned to fight at a young age because of all the teasing he got about his name. 
Besides choosing names carefully, parents should also consider what the initials will be. There is a man who works in my office whose name is Phillip Ian Sullivan. A fine name, but he doesn’t get his shirts monogrammed.
“You’re only young once, but you can be immature forever!”
Speaking of friends…
A certain someone, whom Coreene knows (can ya tell we’re like the proverbial karma sisters?), wrote a song for me entitled “You Win”; and to boot, because we’d spent a great deal of time listening to Ben Harper, memorized two of our faves and serenaded me over a fine Pinot Grigio, accompanied by a gurgling hot tub at the ready.
I think at the root, romance is about consideration - taking the time and effort to put into use all the data that’s logged into the brain about our beloved(s).
Pam, BTW, I am ablush by your exploits. A gondola? Tell me you were alone… 
well lets see. its almost 5am and I’m still intoxicated. and freshly back from mexico. still 19, bf still 21. and we danced on tables, on the bar, and I can now say I’ve numped not only in a bar, but in 2 countries and 3 states. not bad for my limited number of, err, “variables” we can call them
Regardless, today or whatever it may be is my day off and I’m gonna go sleeeeeeeep. Nothing like $6 all you can drink/dance and only an hour away.
Laura
OH Mein Gott!
I won something! I won! I won!
The Ronettes opened for them. It was uber wonderful.
SillyHorse
~ I do whatever my Rice Krispies tell me to.
I had an awesome FB before I met my husband - best sex I’ve ever had to this day, and he looked like Josh Hartnet. When I met the future Mr. Perfect (we became exclusive after one date), I was able to call up my FB and tell him all about it.
FB and I were still best friends until my wedding. He let me know at the reception that he loved me and this was the hardest day of his life. Ugh! I had always loved him, but didn’t believe he felt the same way, so I had shut off my emotions towards him. Apparently, he did the same.
Anyway, I love my husband to pieces, though not with the same lust I had for my FB. I am very happy with my choice - from day one, Mr. Perfect opened up his whole life for me to poke, prod, inspect, and be a part of if I wanted. I loved most of what I saw - except the excessive farting - and willingly became a part of his life.
I loved my FB, but he never opened up his life to me - guess it was actually only lust after all. But, MY GOTT IN HIMMEL the sex was great!!
P.S. I had a two month relationship with a man with 11.5 inches, and yes, I measured. Second best sex.
My first concert: A radio station-sponsored rock festival. My sister won tickets on the radio, and we only went to see Barenaked Ladies (who I LOFFED back in the days of the “Gordon” album, before they actually had a song on the radio).
It was also my first time crowdsurfing - to the one semi-hit song by K’s Choice. What fun.
Most memorable concert: either Phish (just pick one ) or the Trey Anastasio Cleveland concert this summer. His band was on fire - they were rockin!
(And judging by above posts, I have been known to inhale at times).
My roomates English Mastiff used to walk out into the middle of our LoopLoc swimming pool cover to take a dump - one day she finally caught him in the act, and went flying out there screaming like a banshee. He ran off, and for two weeks after that, whenever the poor dog went to the bathroom, he would get scared and run away half way through!!
as a senior in high school my new years resolution is to have as much fun as possible… and run some- but the 1st one is better.
i once(like, 2 weeks ago…) went with a friend to the mall and he was dressed in a giant yellow kangaroo suit- and we were going to pants someone and run- we had it all planned out- with “watchers” and people to tackle the guy if he was to try and chase him- but we got kicked out of the mall for being a “domestic disturbance” b/c of the costume 
. how dumb is that. so then we went to stake and shake and he picked a fight with some guy… we’ve got it all on video tape. it was great. 
i also carry the shame of the “how about you drive” cuz my car smells like horse… no matter how much febreeze and smelly stuff i use, it only lasts for one day… sigh
fun thread
~laura~
I am reeeeeeeeeeeeeeally intolerant of stupid people. Not dumb, stupid. There is a difference. A friend said she was going to try to be more tolerant of stupid people in 2003 - it was her resolution - I said “Why try to give yourself an ulcer by Presidents Day?”
Am now going to look for the Inverness Problem.
HORSES??? Whatever would make you think that I would want to talk about HORSES??? 
A bank teller’s pet peeve: “What part of Wait Here For Next Available Teller do you NOT understand???”
OOoooo, REO Speedwagon! I’m flashing back to summer camp dances with a bunch of kids doing the white man’s shuffle . . . sigh.
hehehehe.
yah I’m proud of that one. I show him off quite a bit.
other random OT usually naughty things. I have gotten a lap dance from a (professional) girl. It was paid for by friends and she was pretty cute. Of course my guys friends celebrated my 18th bday by taking me to a strip club I’m open minded and was probably a whole lot meaner to the notsocute ones… I feel there is no worse quality toa person than being insecure about one’s sexuality. Or other people’s. bah. Good looking people are good looking people, you can appreciate without wanting to nump them!
Laura
I have not danced on a bar, but have done shots standing on one.
When I was in college, there was a dance club next to our apt. complex that I spent FAR too many nights in. Wed was $.50 pitcher nite. Go in with 5 bucks and you could get drunk AND play pool. And walk home. After a couple of pitchers (who am I kidding, one pitcher ) I’d be up on the dance floor shakin’ it to Vanilla Ice and MC Hammer (hey, it was 1990, gimme a break).
My favorite Eric Clapton song is “Rock N Roll Heart”.
Speaking of college, that SAME year we had a Christmas party the weekend before finals. In our tiny apt we went thru 5 kegs and had something like 300 people there. It was the only after-hours party in town, LOL. Yours truly spent the evening wearing mistletoe on her head and smooching everyone. I also seem to remember making out with 5 different guys. Heehee.
Can I really be a Democrat if my ideology is actually Republican?
My biggest cat is the fastest one! We got them a fishing toy for xmas, and she is just like lightning. You dont even see her move, and she’s got the thing in her jaws.
That new Dixie Chicks song makes me cry.
Its true, your stuff will automatically multiply to fill all available space. The SMAE things that we fit into a 2 bedroom, very small duplex (albeit with full basement) now fills up a big old farmhouse! How did this happen??
Indecision may or may not be my problem.
You can come too 
even bring the mini Mouse and MrMouse, we’d loff to see you
awwwww…did you see the pic of raja on my bed?
sophie is SO cute!! she looks like a snorer!
How old is she?
“Practice does not make perfect - perfect practice makes perfect” - Christilot Boylen(in a roundabout way )
“I’ll allow the baby-eating silliness, but y’all can’t just ramble on about everything under the sun out here.” - Erin
