Well, I felt something.
Ummmmmmmm, ladies, are we digressing too much??? 
This is waaaay too much fun, just reading…
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<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR> Originally posted by Coreene: Now peeps, really … <HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
Peeps…did someone mention Peeps? BTW----do we still have any peeps threads with pictures attached, or did we lose all the pictures in the server switch?
What if the Hokey Pokey IS what its all about?
HEY, how do you make photo prints from a DVD???
Actually, elizabeth, tell your, um, friend that the context is even more sordid
The long-short. When I was dating aforementioned hairdresser-boyfriend, I was very inexperienced; he suggested that I venture out and find someone as a supplement - kinda like taking a multivitamin when dieting.
Hans and I had attended high school together, had raging crushes on each other; did nothing about it. He happened to re-surface years later among a group of common friends. I hunted him down like the banshee that I am; invited him to be my FB. Horny 19 year old that he was, he eagerly accepted. Saw each other weekly. Months pass and for various reasons, broke up with hairdresser-boyfriend, ended things with Hans 'cause I was getting needy on the rebound.
Sustained a broken heart. Took off to Halifax to a Bhuddist poetry workshop; my father sent me packing off to Europe for the summer.
Two years later, kept running into Hans; decided with alterior motives intact that I’d have a new year’s eve party. We’ve been together since that time, 15 years ago.
So, no it wasn’t an immediate evolution; the break in between helped. I was also irresistible ( ) - i.e. he had no damned choice.
I think one always knows when the underlying feeling for another is rooted in something beyond an ‘arrangement’. As Ben Harper would croon, ‘easy to say, harder to do’ when negotiating a divorce settlement between our brain and our heart. Alternatively, never venture into an FB arrangement with someone you really like - choose someone whose company you can barely stand.
<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Coreene:
I have danced on the bar. If I was with Robby and Heidi, we would dance on the bar together.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
Would that be a bar or a pole?!?
Come and visit the horses at: http://www.crosscreek.tk
Drifting cloud-
my BF has a kitty that farts. Here I thought it was just his food, but maybe it’s because he is such a mellow, happy cat. They really are horrendous, and way too frequent. BF loves his kitty, though. I think he also likes having someone to blame it on.
First concert: Poison (remember them?) back in 1989, at what was then the Capital Center and is now a large pile of rubble.
ME! ME! ME! I was asked if my nipples were innies or outies…I said “well, let’s see!”…I flashed like an entire party…yes, I was drunk!
When I was young, I hated to wear underwear…too constricting. Now, I only wear thongs 
on his first birthday 
Spellers of the world untie
True Confessions…
- Yes, I have inhaled.
- I have numped on the steamboat at Disneyland… While it was going around Tom Sawyers Island… With the employee who was supposed to be “running” the ride at the time.
Yes, sometimes it IS “The Happiest Place on Earth”!
Kinsella,
When I was a wee-young lady (humpf), I wanted my boyfriend to swipe me the Highway 69 road sign. He woulda done it too, except for that cop sitting nearby.
Proud member of the “I Hate Physical Therapy” clique | Auction for Aiden!
I think that this it be wrong.
I haff sayed this be fore, I be ein German horse und this it be straight from mein mouth.
I am NOT going to look it up here at work…LOL! If no one has found it by the time I get home I’ll post it then.
What if the Hokey Pokey IS what its all about?
Silly Horse wins! How cool must that have been!!!
And old friend is in Paul’s current band. He was still in HS and said all he ever wanted to do is play with the Beatles or a Beatle, just once. Not bad for a kid from Orange County.
Yah, ahuh, right, Coreene. That’s your story and I’m SURE you’re sticking to it! (I’m on the “quick reply” since my regular reply button isn’t working right now, or I’d add some appropriate gremlins about now.) hehehehe BEG 
(Those are about the only ones I know the typing for! )
I got a 75.8. I think I am the BB Goody-two-shoes!
“I never met a donut that I didn’t like.”
Just once, many moons ago, in the back seat of Hans’ Cavalier. Cavalier, indeed. Don’t know which one of us dove for the blanket first when the cop’s flashlight lit us up like a veritable communion candle.
<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Coreene:
do fess up to all your public indiscretions NOW if you wish to, because time is running out!<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
'Cause I want you to get value for your auction dollars, Coreene…
-Hans and I started our relationship as FBs;
-My first serious boyfriend was ten years older, I’d been pursuing him from the time I was sixteen; so, enthralled by his invitation to his salon for a pre-Christmas ‘celebration’, got terribly drunk, cabbed it home (to my parents) and promptly threw up on their doorstep as their dinner guests were arriving;
-For scientific purposes only, and to determine whether trolls do, in fact, live under bridges, I’ve numped under a bridge;
-A friend of mine offered to de-frock me of my strip club virginity and we ventured off to my first a month ago. What I want to know is, what’s the deal with white CFMPs?
-I have a Hello Kitty ‘adult toy’;
-I love to flirt. If it were an Olympic sport, I’d get a gold medal. Rich, poor, young, old, tall, short, handsome, geekish, I’ve flirted with 'em all for sport and amusement. I’ve concluded that gay men are, for the most part, the most worthy participants;
-I’ve shoved ice down girls’ tops and men’s pants;
-I fell off a bar stool and broke my tailbone.
Your turn, Duffy.
If these Aiden Off Topic threads only last one week, maybe mine should just be a continuation of this thread?
I heard it’s because their ahem stuff sticks to their legs. 
Yeah, mine stick to my armpits. 
That’s the adjustment, right?
