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She said it was midwinter… Snowing and quite cold…and the guy had taken her skiing in the mountains outside Salt Lake City, Utah. It was a day trip (no overnight). They were strangers, after all, and truly had never met before. The outing was fun but relatively uneventful until they were headed home late that afternoon. They were driving back down the mountain, when she gradually began to realize that she should not have had that extra latte.
They were about an hour away from anywhere with a rest room and in the middle of nowhere! Her companion suggested she try to hold it, which she did for a while. Unfortunately, because of the heavy snow and slow going, there came a point where she told him that he had better stop and let her go beside the road, or it would be the front seat of his car. They stopped and she quickly crawled out beside the car, yanked her pants down and started. In the deep snow she didn’t have good footing, so she let her butt rest against the rear fender to steady herself. Her companion stood on the side of the car watching for traffic and indeed was a real gentleman and refrained from peeking. All she could think about was the relief she felt despite the rather embarrassing nature of the situation. Upon finishing however, she soon became aware of another sensation. As she bent to pull up her pants, the young lady discovered her buttocks were firmly glued against the car’s fender. Thoughts of tongues frozen to poles immediately came to mind as she attempted to disengage her flesh from the icy metal.
It was quickly apparent that she had a brand new problem due to the extreme cold. Horrified by her plight and yet aware of the humor of the moment, she answered her date’s concerns about “what is taking so long” with a reply that indeed, she was “freezing her butt off” and in need of some assistance! He came around the car as she tried to cover herself with her sweater and then, as she looked imploringly into his eyes, he burst out laughing. She too, got the giggles and when they finally managed to compose themselves, they assessed her dilemma. Obviously, as hysterical as the situation was, they also were faced with a real problem. Both agreed it would take something hot to free her chilly cheeks from the grip of the icy metal! Thinking about what had gotten her into the predicament in the first place, both quickly realized that there was only one way to get her free. So, as she looked the other way, her first-time date proceeded to unzip his pants and pee her butt off the fender.
(this story was told on Jay Leno)
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from Aaron in NYC:
do you honestly believe that men are going to be tricked because there’s a image file with the post? when we click the link and see a picture of a cartoon, or some other crap that you pulled off the internet that is NOT you, we just lose all interest. either post a real picture or do not post any image at all. thanks.
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the letter she got (read the rest/more at: You Make My Date
Hi There!
I’m a guy who has a foot fetish! Basically I really like the female legs and feet! I’d like to kiss feet, suck on toes, and rub my body parts all over them! I would love it especially if you walked on me!You don’t need to be naked, I’ll like it anyway! I don’t need to touch any of your other body parts, so you don’t need to worry!Or even if you aren’t into this, I’m looking for girls who could let me practise giving foot-rubs! I bet you love footrubs!Contact me!
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from lono: Against my better judgment, I allowed a friend to set me up some years back. I was about 22 or 23 maybe and the girl – we’ll car her Carol – was 21. She had gotten married when she was 18 and had two kids already. Her ex-husband was a Marine.
And, yes, she lived in manufactured housing – a trailer park. I call her up and ask her out and she explains to me that she can’t afford a babysitter, but could I come over on Saturday night and hang out with her? OK.
Upon arrival, much to my surprise she turns out to be a nice person – reasonably intelligent, witty and attractive. The kids are clean and so is the trailer, which are good signs.
We play with her kids for a while, until she puts them to bed. Then we start drinking beer and watching a movie. Midway through, we cuddle up a little and exchange a couple of kisses.
The movie ends, I tell her I had a lovely evening, but I have to go. Whereupon she throws her arms around me and literally pulls me down on top of her. Alarm bells go off instantly. I tell her I need to leave.
She tells me, “I bet you’re thinking I just want a husband and a father for my kids. Well, you’re wrong!” She bursts into tears.
Then she stops and tries to resume the kissing. I tell her I really have to go.
“But I need you to pay my electric bill. I don’t have any money.”
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I am so that girl with all of the bad dating stories. I was single for most of my twenties and I had all of the dates. I had the blind dates, I had the set-ups by friends, I had the guys-I-met-online dates. After all of these bad dates, I was starting to think that there were no more normal guys out there, that there were no more good guys left out there, and that I would end up the single lady with a lot of cats. I do have one worst date that truly takes the cake, but I thought I would also share with you some of the little tidbits from my other truly bad dates. (rest is on her site…)
via The Wonder Women: I Wonder What My Worst Date Ever Was….
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Saturday night will definitely go down as my worst date ever. Several divas have already heard the story and found it quite amusing… so I’m posting it for everyone’s enjoyment or dismay.Wayne and I had been chatting for a couple of weeks when I finally decided to take him up on one of his offers to go out. We decided that we would meet in Brier Creek for dinner and a movie at 6:00 on Saturday night. About 4:30, I got a call from Wayne asking if we could change our location to Northgate Mall in Durham. He said that he wanted to see the newly renovated theatre… plus they serve beer there. So I’m like ok, that’ll work. I had never been to Northgate before, so he gave me directions. We decided to meet a little later 7:30 and do dinner Ruby Tuesday and a late movie.Wayne beat me to Ruby Tuesday and called to tell me he would be waiting inside. I walked in and started looking for him at a table or a booth. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone waving… it was Wayne. At the bar. So, I joined him. I ordered a beer after the bartender let me sit there for a good five minutes while she did nothing. She sucked. She also cut her hand while we were there… total moron. After ordering my drink, Wayne told me he wasn’t very hungry, but I could order something if I wanted to. I realized we were not going to eat dinner.Strike 1, Wayne!So, Wayne and I started chatting. As we talked he kept looking me up and down and talked to “the girls” several times. Talk about uncomfortable. I was making small talk, and this is how our first discussion went: (rest is on Divatini’s site…)
via Divatinis… A Way of Life: VALuptuous Diva’s Worst Date Ever.
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Women are destroying humanity. – and this dude wonders why he’s single, posting this shit…
That’s right, women are destroying humanity. Eventually us men are going to give up and let you take over. Then it will absolutely be the end of humanity. What makes you think it is alright to destroy the rest of a man’s life because he cheated on you. You were not having sex with him in the first place. How many times could you take your husband telling you “No” about something you really wanted to do? I am not saying that cheating is not wrong, because it is. But him cheating on you does not destroy the rest of your life. So why destroy his?
I hear all the time “women deserve this, that, this, that, this, that……” but when it comes time to work for what you deserve, less than half of you are willing to get your hands dirty. Why do you think you deserve anything if your not willing to work for it? The reason why men run things, is because we have bleed for that privilege. Just like you get to decide whether or not you want an abortion because YOU are the ones giving birth, not us. You say you want to be treated as equals to men. Why? We are not equal. Men cannot have babies or produce breast milk. I’m not saying women should be stuck at home as house wives, but you can do so many things that we physically cannot do. We used to have standing up and peeing, but now there are little cone/cup things that let you do that. But if you want to be treated like an equal, why would you expect us to still hold the door for you, give you our seat, buy a diamond engagement ring…and all that other crap? Seriously. I hear women at work talking about how unfair the world is because they are not treated equal to men. Then the same women say they won’t marry a man unless he gives them the “right” ring.
Then I hear women complain about how hard their life has been. How they have been through this and that and they just need a break. Well guess what, just we have dicks doesn’t mean we don’t experience hardships too. My own personal life has been hard, harder than most. But I am alive, I have a good job, the people I love are healthy and have above and beyond what they need. But I worked to get there.
If a man cries in a restaurant saying he doesn’t have money, the owner will call the cops. If it’s a woman, he buys her dinner.
Like I said…. women are getting more and more control over things. Women are emotional and most do not take the time to logically think something through. Most make rash decisions based upon those emotions… but like I said, they are becoming the one who control the way things are running. And soon enough, they will control most things if not all. And humanity will be lost. It is scary.
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