Isolated Blurt Thread

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You know what? I get it. You don't want to sleep with me. And that's fine, totally fine. But stop telling me because the more I hear it the worse I feel about myself.

I felt great all day, so excited about our date tomorrow, and now I just feel like an ugly lump. I wonder what it would feel like to feel attractive?

But you are attractive, very attractive! I still remember your special AV, it was fantastic. This guy doesn't know what he'll miss. :rose:
 
Blurt 1: :rolleyes: whatever.

Blurt 2: fuck you.

blurt 3: im chilling with all my favourite men today...michael buble, Johnny Cash, santana, Jimmy Croce, David Gray, james blunt, Kristian Leontiou, ricky martin, Damien Rice, sting...as well as a load of Indian Male soloists :D
 
Last night I dreamt I returned to Canada.

I dreamt of all the things I find charming, beautiful, and unique about your country.

I dreamt of everything,

but you.
 
The party starts at two. Swim party. At 9am she was already dressed -- with her swimsuit on under her clothes.

:rolleyes:

I'm half hoping the hotel where the party is being hosted does NOT have free wireless so I'm forced offline to work on edits.
 
Its dark, rainy and tornado watches in effect.

I miss Florida. Florida knows how to do a storm right.

I've got my Jimmy Buffet songs playing and a bottle for rum for tonight.

"where it all ends, I can't fathom my friends
if I knew I might toss out an anchor
I but I cruise along, searchin for songs
Not a lawyer a thief or a banker"
 
Last night I dreamt I returned to Canada.

I dreamt of all the things I find charming, beautiful, and unique about your country.

I dreamt of everything,

but you.

Someone as good looking as you are should not allowed to be as poetic as you are as well. Just not fair.

You need to be in the dictionary next to "poignant"
 
i got tired of hunting for the joke thread so here ya go...

At one point during a game, the coach called one of his 9-year-old baseball players aside and asked,

"Do you understand what cooperation is? What a team is?"

The little boy nodded in the affirmative.
"Do you understand that what matters is whether we win or lose together as a team?"
The little boy nodded yes.
"So," the coach continued, "I'm sure you know, when an out is called,
you shouldn't argue, curse, attack the umpire, or call him a pecker-head.
Do you understand all that?"
Again the little boy nodded.
He continued, "And when I take you out of the game so another boy gets
a chance to play, it's not good sportsmanship to call your coach "a dumb
asshole" is it?"
Again the little boy nodded.
"Good," said the coach. "Now go over there and explain all that to your grandmother.
 
Its dark, rainy and tornado watches in effect.

I miss Florida. Florida knows how to do a storm right.

I've got my Jimmy Buffet songs playing and a bottle for rum for tonight.

"where it all ends, I can't fathom my friends
if I knew I might toss out an anchor
I but I cruise along, searchin for songs
Not a lawyer a thief or a banker"

"son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor, son of a gun load the last ton one step ahead of the jailor":)
 
It's really difficult to edit this story when I can't see the screen through the tears it evokes.

Fucking awesome storytelling, though. Incredible.
 
My favorite words from this week:

"There's no sign of any malignancy."

exhale.
 
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