Posted on 04/28/2006 3:59:06 PM PDT by pcottraux
Hello, hello, hello, everybody!!! Welcome to this weeks awesomely spectacular SINGLES THREAD (so awesome, I had to capitalize it), hosted by pcottraux and ilovew!!!
But enough chit chat. Lets start tripping the light fantastic!!!
Of course, without a few tunes going on, dancing would just be a bad a cappella rip off.
Do the Monkey With Me!
Come on!!!
And now to get the ball rolling:
Hey, how'd you like to watch the show in 3-D, sweet thing?
Say there, pretty air mama, didn't you see me in your dreams last night?
Hey babearilla, that a pretty eensie-weensie, teeny-weenie polka-dot thingy you got going there.
Come and get it, ladies. I'm yours for the takin'!
Hey there, cutie pants!
Hey all you hot mamas. Wanna talk to a steamin' hunk of cyber fella?
Hey there, cutie pants. Am I as studly as the Statue of David, or what?
Oh, baby! I'm going to make your dreams come true!
Hya! Dreamy hunk, right here!
You wanna frisk me?
Wanna get lost with me (whoosh)?
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, let's roll in the hay.
I'm gonna say, 'Hey hot mama, wanna go back to my place for a game of Twister?
Lady: "How many times do I have to tell you I have a boyfriend?!" Johnny: "Well, you look like the kind of girl that could use two."
I bet your name's Mickey, 'cause you're so fine. You're so fine...
Hey there, foxy hygiene girl. (whoosh) I love a babe with minty breath.
All right. I guess that makes me the object of desire, huh baby?
Johnny: "Excuse me, miss." Lady: "(gasp!)" Johnny: "How'd you like to paint the town red with a happenin' hipster?"
Pardon me, hot sexy mama. If you'd please to take a look at my, (whoosh) Hya, studly bod, (whoosh), then I may have the pleasure of you wanting to be my number-one main squeeze.
Hey there, miss. I'm Johnny B. Wanna spend the day with me?
Whoa. Man, you're pretty!
Hey there, Spanish seniorita. Sprechen se love?
Hey there, smart mama.
You smell kinda pretty. Wanna smell me?
Say, how 'bout you and me sharin' a soda right now?
You're steamin' baby! You too. And you. And you, pretty man. Oh man, time flies when you're having fun.
Hello, teen hotline. You're boyfriend left ya'? Why, what are you wearin'?
Wanna do the monkey with me?
So, are we having fun yet? What am I saying of course we are!!!
AND THE FUN IS JUST GETTING STARTED!!!
Lets make it a weekend to remember!!!
Night, GW!
I couldn't agree more.
Unfortunately, today even most CHRISTIANS do not feel that way!!
Had to bug out again.
The Mac is working--finally ;)
Now if I can get my better emulator to run off the USB, I'm set!
I would feel silly having a woman pay for anything when I was with her.
But I'm old school...
Night, ilovew!
How old are you, may I ask?
I mean we men do not want you to diss our entire organization.
Howdy Tulip!
Seems Like I missed most of the party...
The work never ends ;)
I'm 30.
The devil has everything turned upside down.
The roles between men and women have become blurred, just like a lot of other things.
Good passes for evil and evil passes for good. Like taking religion and prayer out of schools, then out of public completely.
My ex was 30 when we got married. Years ago now.
Nope. I don't even know what that is.
I remember both stamps.
Used to save books of them and get sleeping bags and fishing rods with them.
I was only a kid when they were around... But I still remember them.
Our family bought a number of things for the house, with them, IIRC.
Well past my time! ;)
I feel the need to say something here. You guys don't have to read this if you don't want to: It's meant to be thereputic to ME.
I never again want to have a "partner" who tells me what to do. I'm 53, and I don't need a father (I have a great one.) I just want a real partner--someone to watch my back while I watch his. I don't want a slave, but I don't want someone who thinks he needs to inform me when I need to change.
Thank you for your time.
:-D I feel better now.
Your wants don't seem unreasonable to me at all.
I'm 55 and set in my ways.
I was married to a woman that turned out I couldn't trust her half as far as I could throw her.
She not only didn't watch my back, she stuck knives in it.
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