So, have you I told you guys the story of how a gorgeous red-head stripper once picked me up at a bar?
I’m pretty sure she was a dude Roger.
Sorry.
Heh. Only everytime someone starts a dating/relationship thread.
I asked two girls to go with me to a concert at the college, so I could get a feel for which one might like me more. As the day approached, I got a sense one of them kind of liked me, which surprised me because she always seemed put off by me before. Turns out she was shy. Anyway, I asked her if she wanted to have dinner before the show…she said yes. At the dinner, I found out she was 8 years older than I was (29 to my 21). I thought she was telling me so I wouldn’t try anything, but after the show I tried anyway. (skip parts) We just celebrated our 7th wedding anniversay a couple of weeks ago.
Oh yeah, the other girl showed up at the concert and I just treated her like a friend…part of our little group, so to speak. She was not offended at all (as far as I could tell).
In my version, that story ended with a 3-way of some sort, Robert.
I never specified how I treat my friends ;)
No elves? You disappoint me Bagel.
No elves. Pixie, Accountant, Model, in that order.
First Date:
Me: “Are you married?”
Her: “Techincally, yes.”
Now I call her my wife.
Although we’re not technically married.
My love life is interesting.