Most of my former girlfriends would love to see me again...
With a pickaxe sticking out of my forehead.
Yikes. A week or so ago, I found someone I had dated over 10 years ago and exchanged emails with her. By the third one, I was reminded why I gave up on her.
Regardless, things are NEVER as good as you remember them to be.
Just make sure the ones you contact are more than 1,000 miles away.
I got lucky with wife rev 1.0. She left town and hasn't been heard from since. The only way I kept track of her for the first few years was her burned creditors calling me to see if I knew where she was. A few tried to pin the debt on me, but I just showed them the divorce papers and flipped them the bird.
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You're a long way from home on a business trip and an old flame gets a hold of your e-mail and drops a line. Next thing you know you're stopping over in Nashville for a visit on the way home. The visit is great but there is always a bill to be paid!
Mr G ran into an old flame at a reunion. (I was with him). She started emailing him under the guise of having him come to her business on a consulting trip. When he replied that WE would be happy to come, the emails stopped. He was so surprised!
The magazine's list of expenses includes motel and hotel rooms, bar tabs and meals, roses, and gifts for a mistress. But it also includes diamond earrings to keep a wife happy, money lost at work by not being focused and missing out on a promotion, and $5,000 in legal fees for a divorce, as well as money for a deposit on a new apartment.
I’ve often thought of looking up old girl friends – but most women have the habit of changing their last name when they get married.
Old flames aren't always bad if there's no existing marriage to consider-- my brother-in-law had no time or interest for dating after his wife died; he just threw himself into raising his girls and keeping his business running.
Quite out of the blue, he ran across an old flame from high school days at a school function, they hit it off again, married, and seem to be quite well suited to each other.
I, on the other hand, ran across an old flame at my Mom's funeral-- a group of what I took to be her eighty-ish cronies and neighbors approached me, and much to my horror, one the aged harridans was an old lover of mine, from long, long ago. ( Not that I have aged any better, mind you. )
And naturally, her first reply to my wife was, "Aren't you ever going to show your age?"
Meow!
I looked up one of my old flame with a beautiful daydream in mind. I hadnt seen him in 20 years but I thought he would still look like Donny Osmond. He answered the door looking like Grizzly Adams after a drunken bar fight. I turned tail pretty quick and havent bothered looking anyone else up!!!