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Dang, I'm weary. Deperately needing a sauna, massage, and a happy ending...repeat...again...
 
lilredjammies said:
I love my father, really. But he has kyped every single one of my Phillips' head screwdrivers and now I can't assemble my new garden arch. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. :mad:

He doens't think you are safe with the complex Phillips head? He has lost all of his?

Boggles the mind, it does. My dad was the SOURCE of all things Phillips headed. If that didn't work, he used a butter knife.
 
sincerely_helene said:
If you didn't mean it that way, you wouldn't keep on doing it.

Mmmm. There's wisdom in that. Doing something that another finds unpleasant when one does not know that fact is mere innocent ignorance. Continuing to do it has a different value.

Of course, it may very well be habit. Those are hard to break because by nature they don't involve any thought; one does habitual things without even realizing one is doing them, and so no malicious intent is involved, as no actual conscious intent even came to the fore. Or so I tell the SO when I am confronted with the conspicuous presence of vegetable peelings left un-disposal-digested in the sink. :eek:

Shanglan
 
lilredjammies said:
I love my father, really. But he has kyped every single one of my Phillips' head screwdrivers and now I can't assemble my new garden arch. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. :mad:

Go to his house about 11:30 this evening and wake him from his first sleep with a request for a Philips head screwdriver. Be absolutely cheerful and pleasant when you do this. When he observes that it is nearing midnight, look utterly surprised and astonished, then beg his pardon very sincerely and explain that you lost track of the time while carefully looking for a screwdriver in your own home, because you didn't want to bother him for the one he'd borrowed if you didn't have to. Observe with amazement that the time really has flown - why, it was only nine when you started looking for it! Finish by asking if he wouldn't mind if you just nipped in and got a screwdriver so that you won't have to wake him tomorrow because unfortunately you've got to make a very early start. Thank profusely and very cheerfully throughout the process of finding the screwdriver in his house.

Repeat as needed. ;)
 
malachiteink said:
He doens't think you are safe with the complex Phillips head? He has lost all of his?

Boggles the mind, it does. My dad was the SOURCE of all things Phillips headed. If that didn't work, he used a butter knife.

My dad had such a treasure trove of tools, you would not believe. Every type of screwdriver, including an offset one, a full set of socket wrenches, both American and metric, ratchets and extensions of every kind. chisels, both cold and wood, gear pullers, wheel pullers and between half a dozen and a dozen spirit levels. He's gone now, my mother hires everything done. I don't know what's going to happen to all that stuff when she goes. I'm thinking, my BIL gets it.

My mother never could keep funnels. When I was a kid, I'd get her a funnel for Christmas, and inevitably my dad would take it and run something through it that she would never want to use it in the kitchen again, even if she got it back.
 
BlackShanglan said:
Mmmm. There's wisdom in that. Doing something that another finds unpleasant when one does not know that fact is mere innocent ignorance. Continuing to do it has a different value.

Of course, it may very well be habit. Those are hard to break because by nature they don't involve any thought; one does habitual things without even realizing one is doing them, and so no malicious intent is involved, as no actual conscious intent even came to the fore. Or so I tell the SO when I am confronted with the conspicuous presence of vegetable peelings left un-disposal-digested in the sink. :eek:

Shanglan

Whew! Someone was able to make sense of my alchohol induced blathering.

Thanks, Horsie.
 
Unrelated Blurt:

I dont like being afraid like this. I really, really hope they're wrong... I still have way too much to do, and getting my babies raised is the biggest.
 
Just so you know, you shut the freaking door.

Oh, I could so kick your hiney in a sword fight. <nods>

Ha!

Edited to add: You can so kiss my soap opera-ish hiney. :kiss:
 
yui said:
Just so you know, you shut the freaking door.

Oh, I could so kick your hiney in a sword fight. <nods>

Ha!

Edited to add: You can so kiss my soap opera-ish hiney. :kiss:



You wouldn't have to offer that to me twice....ummhmmm...
 
yui said:
Just so you know, you shut the freaking door.

Oh, I could so kick your hiney in a sword fight. <nods>

Ha!

Edited to add: You can so kiss my soap opera-ish hiney. :kiss:
The door shut by itself...it wasnt me.

And I'm sure you could kick my ass in a sword fight but I'm still never gonna put you in harms way.

Save the world and the wife still wants to bitch slap you...

P.S. Hail to the king baby :kiss:
 
I'm torn between being annoyed with you for the way you treated me all day and feeling sorry for you for the way she gave you the final shaft.
 
The_Fool said:
You wouldn't have to offer that to me twice....ummhmmm...
Are we gonna fight or kiss? :kiss:
Harry Leg said:
The door shut by itself...it wasnt me.

And I'm sure you could kick my ass in a sword fight but I'm still never gonna put you in harms way.

Save the world and the wife still wants to bitch slap you...

P.S. Hail to the king baby :kiss:
<cough> About the door, Liar.

And I could so kick your ass and it might not be your choice to put me in harms way ... I might wanna be there so ... ha!

So would bitch slap you for that in this life and, well, others. Ha!

P.S. <snort>

P.P.S. Cope with the soap, CV. :kiss:
 
carsonshepherd said:
Ahhh god a taste is torture. Not enough is almost worse than nothing.


What is this you are tasting? Or should I not ask? (Wait, this is a porn/erotica site -- I WANNA KNOW!) ;)
 
Blame it on Luna Blurt

You whisper to me your perversion
In mixed company.
Talking about lawns and rain
Over a shared Sunday dinner with friends.
You smile your delight at how delicious
Your secretive silence tastes to me.
Knowing what you are wearing,
And knowing what you are not,
Because you’ve told me,
Offering to show me on the way home.
Words become deeds.
An innocent smile belies
Your flagrant caresses beneath the tablecloth
As we ponder the sweetness of a chocolate dessert
And hot coffee.
 
yui said:
<cough> About the door, Liar.

And I could so kick your ass and it might not be your choice to put me in harms way ... I might wanna be there so ... ha!

So would bitch slap you for that in this life and, well, others. Ha!

P.S. <snort>

P.P.S. Cope with the soap, CV. :kiss:
Its not a lie...its a gift for fiction :D

You might wanna be in harms way but Ill be damned if Im ever gonna let any harm come to you while there is still breath in my body :heart:

You can bitch slap me in any life you like and your hiney is only one of many places im gonna kiss you :kiss:
 
The_Fool said:
You whisper to me your perversion
In mixed company.
Talking about lawns and rain
Over a shared Sunday dinner with friends.
You smile your delight at how delicious
Your secretive silence tastes to me.
Knowing what you are wearing,
And knowing what you are not,
Because you’ve told me,
Offering to show me on the way home.
Words become deeds.
An innocent smile belies
Your flagrant caresses beneath the tablecloth
As we ponder the sweetness of a chocolate dessert
And hot coffee.
I'm decided we should kiss. <nods>
 
Harry Leg said:
Its not a lie...its a gift for fiction :D

You might wanna be in harms way but Ill be damned if Im ever gonna let any harm come to you while there is still breath in my body :heart:

You can bitch slap me in any life you like and your hiney is only one of many places im gonna kiss you :kiss:
I've a gift myself, smartass.

Well, I'll love you damned or not, eh?

To quote Vella: "Ass tingles."
 
Why is it i meet really great guys women now that i am happily married? when we are having troubled, no one is around. Once me and my wife start liking each other again, they pop out of the wood works.

of course i could be taking the invitaion the wrong way.

Let me pose this question to you women out there, if you invite a guy for a cig and he says he doesn't smoke and you then invite him for fresh air, is that flirting?
 
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