Ahh, I take it you see massive pain as the "Ultimate feminine experience"
Dinner, wine, conversation, desert. Maybe dancing or a nice play. Then home where I would tease HER unmercifully in the car and then go up to me apartment alone. I think that is how it's supposed to go, for me anyway.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
I have no fuzzy slippers, but that is pretty much what my saturday nights are like, except I try not to cry into my Ben & Jerry's Phish Food.all you get for your efforts is ending up sitting alone in front of your television set in your bathrobe and fuzzy slippers on a Saturday night watching a chick flick and bawling your eyes out while bingeing on a tub of Haagen-Dasz ice cream.
Yes! And they suck! And they're assholes, and they...uh oh, wait a minute...damn. Well I'm just going to have to get that taken care of.Men are such pigs! :D.
I did.
Me too.I want to be treated BETTER
Ur doin it wrong. It's:
"Go get me a beer, woman, the game is on. And while you're in the kitchen, start up my Hungry Man XXL. And bring in some chips, dip and vienna sausages, I need an appetizer before that."
chug-a-lug
"Woman, bring me another beer. Buuuurp. Fart."
Veronica
Rondelle (Ron) Rogers Jr.