Uruk-Hai
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God, if both GM AND Bob suggest it it's gotta be good advice! Thanks guys!!!
This is gonna be the best 12 seconds in the history of the world :gunshot:
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- Thread starter General Malaise
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This is gonna be the best 12 seconds in the history of the world :gunshot:
General Malaise
Footballguy
St. Louis Bob
Footballguy
Uruk-Hai
Footballguy
For real. I wasn't going to post about the nipple-stapler for at least a day or two.
Frostillicus
Footballguy
Notorious T.R.E.
Showdown!™ Administrator
Two packs of croutons in my Burger King salad today. It's all coming up TRE.
Frostillicus
Footballguy
Bobby your box is in Missouri, should be there today.
General Malaise
Footballguy
Only 2 episodes left of the Wire. 
Sure has been fun.
Sure has been fun.
Notorious T.R.E.
Showdown!™ Administrator
That's a hurt that never goes away. :(Only 2 episodes left of the Wire.
Sure has been fun.
-fish-
Footballguy
Abraham
Footballguy
chromecast.
Notorious T.R.E.
Showdown!™ Administrator
Guster
Footballguy
General Malaise
Footballguy
Notorious T.R.E.
Showdown!™ Administrator
Right there with you, gb.
Sweet J
Footballguy
ok, let me give a quick update (also, if anything important was posted in the last two weeks, I've missed it. I don't think i'm catching up).
To set the table -- still living in the basement apartment. It's still kinda weird. Wife now working Tuesday, Wed, and Thurs, from 8:30 til 6:30 or so, meaning I get the kids to school and get them after school and give them dinner and do bedtime. So, essentially, Tues-Thursdays are "my" days, Monday is her day. Friday is weird because I coach my son's basketball team from 8-9, so I'm around. But I guess it could be her day. And we generally split Sat and Sunday. But we are still working out the kinks.
So, two holiday parties in the neighborhood last week. Wife wanted to go, but it was on "her" day to have the kids. The first party was for kids, say from about 6-9 or so. The second was an adult only deal. Both were full of our joint friends (essentially, the parents of my kids' friends from school.
I get a text from the mom of one of my son's friends (and who is also friends with my wife), asking if I was going to the second party (note: she knows our pseudo-separation situation) I say I don't know, it's [wife's] day with the kids, but that she really wanted to go, so I'd probably watch the kids so she could.
Her reply: you should leave the kids in front of a movie and come. I've got a friend I want you to meet.
me: really?
Her: yeah. You'd like her.
I didn't reply quickly enough, I guess, so she wrote again.
Her: She's fun, funny, in shape, and likes sex.
me: um. . . . .
Her: come on, you should go!
me: Well, it would be nice to see some friends I haven't seen in a while.
her: great! see you there.
So, I tell my wife that I'm thinking about going to the second party after all, that I want to hang out. She's says fine (actually, it wasn't that simple. We had a bit of a fight first over whether I was responsible for the kids even though it was her day, and whether she had to ask me first -- jackhole Sweet J quote: "Sure, I'll watch them on Saturday, but you need to ask me to do it." For the love of god, she couldn't bring herself to just ask nicely. But I digress.)
So we go to the first party. At nine or so, wife goes to the party with a girlfriend, and I take the kids home and get them set up in front of a movie in my room (sleepover in Dad's place!!), and head back out. The other party is nice. I'm into my third beer when I meet the meddling mom and her friend. The friend is about 40 or so, blond. From what I can tell by a very revealing dress, she's in what appears to be fantastic shape. Vivacious. Quite pretty. In the process of getting a divorce. And . . . after about a 10 minute conversation . . . appears to be a bit on the crazy side. Talks a little too much about herself. . . . A little strange. A little with the crazy eyes. Mentioned how she liked sex in my conversation with her. Also could tell from my conversation that she already knew a bit about me from her friend. So . . . . yeah.
I try to mingle. But of course, by my 4th beer or so, it was hard not to flirt a bit with her. Ended up stuck in a conversation a little too long for my taste. About 20 minutes in to my conversation with her, my wife comes up and says: "I'm going home." Uh, oh. So I excuse myself, and track her down (she was going to walk home). It's only a mile, but still. I tell her I'll drive home too, that I've had enough time at the party.
of course, she's furious with me. Just fuming. And extremely . . . agitated. Said the minute she saw the girl (crazy eyes) come in the party, she knew I wouldn't be able to resist talking/flirting with her (if she only knew about the attempted set-up by a woman shes FRIENDS with). And that she saw I was making googly eyes at her for 20 mintutes straight in the corner of a room at the party. And that . . . well she went on for a bit. At one point, she started crying. Oh good lord. I say that I'm sorry to have spent time giving attention to another woman at a party that she was also at, and that I shouldn't have done that (I really shouldn't), although I don't really think I was flirting (well, actually, I probably was. Dammit). Anyway, I apologize about 15 different ways, and we both head to separate corners and sleep it off. She had said that I could go back to the party if I wanted to, but I'm not stepping in that sh$t storm. Too bad, because the party was kinda fun.
We made up the next day pretty well. Apologized again, and so did she, for over-reacting.
I thought we were ok. And then a couple days later I was getting my box of crap together to send my GMTAN secret santa (over the last week or so, when I noticed something that would be good, I threw it in a box). I noticed that it was empty. I asked her about it, and she was like, "Oh, that thing? Yeah, I thought that was stuff you were getting rid of, so I donated it." (you mean the box with UNOPENED and still wrapped DVDs? And The CD I just got -- Micheal Bolton's Christmas, but still). Yeah, TOTAL accident.
Oh, and I got a text from the neighborhood friend: Crazy eyes is interested and wants me to call. She sent me her info. My friggen life. . . .
To set the table -- still living in the basement apartment. It's still kinda weird. Wife now working Tuesday, Wed, and Thurs, from 8:30 til 6:30 or so, meaning I get the kids to school and get them after school and give them dinner and do bedtime. So, essentially, Tues-Thursdays are "my" days, Monday is her day. Friday is weird because I coach my son's basketball team from 8-9, so I'm around. But I guess it could be her day. And we generally split Sat and Sunday. But we are still working out the kinks.
So, two holiday parties in the neighborhood last week. Wife wanted to go, but it was on "her" day to have the kids. The first party was for kids, say from about 6-9 or so. The second was an adult only deal. Both were full of our joint friends (essentially, the parents of my kids' friends from school.
I get a text from the mom of one of my son's friends (and who is also friends with my wife), asking if I was going to the second party (note: she knows our pseudo-separation situation) I say I don't know, it's [wife's] day with the kids, but that she really wanted to go, so I'd probably watch the kids so she could.
Her reply: you should leave the kids in front of a movie and come. I've got a friend I want you to meet.
me: really?
Her: yeah. You'd like her.
I didn't reply quickly enough, I guess, so she wrote again.
Her: She's fun, funny, in shape, and likes sex.
me: um. . . . .
Her: come on, you should go!
me: Well, it would be nice to see some friends I haven't seen in a while.
her: great! see you there.
So, I tell my wife that I'm thinking about going to the second party after all, that I want to hang out. She's says fine (actually, it wasn't that simple. We had a bit of a fight first over whether I was responsible for the kids even though it was her day, and whether she had to ask me first -- jackhole Sweet J quote: "Sure, I'll watch them on Saturday, but you need to ask me to do it." For the love of god, she couldn't bring herself to just ask nicely. But I digress.)
So we go to the first party. At nine or so, wife goes to the party with a girlfriend, and I take the kids home and get them set up in front of a movie in my room (sleepover in Dad's place!!), and head back out. The other party is nice. I'm into my third beer when I meet the meddling mom and her friend. The friend is about 40 or so, blond. From what I can tell by a very revealing dress, she's in what appears to be fantastic shape. Vivacious. Quite pretty. In the process of getting a divorce. And . . . after about a 10 minute conversation . . . appears to be a bit on the crazy side. Talks a little too much about herself. . . . A little strange. A little with the crazy eyes. Mentioned how she liked sex in my conversation with her. Also could tell from my conversation that she already knew a bit about me from her friend. So . . . . yeah.
I try to mingle. But of course, by my 4th beer or so, it was hard not to flirt a bit with her. Ended up stuck in a conversation a little too long for my taste. About 20 minutes in to my conversation with her, my wife comes up and says: "I'm going home." Uh, oh. So I excuse myself, and track her down (she was going to walk home). It's only a mile, but still. I tell her I'll drive home too, that I've had enough time at the party.
of course, she's furious with me. Just fuming. And extremely . . . agitated. Said the minute she saw the girl (crazy eyes) come in the party, she knew I wouldn't be able to resist talking/flirting with her (if she only knew about the attempted set-up by a woman shes FRIENDS with). And that she saw I was making googly eyes at her for 20 mintutes straight in the corner of a room at the party. And that . . . well she went on for a bit. At one point, she started crying. Oh good lord. I say that I'm sorry to have spent time giving attention to another woman at a party that she was also at, and that I shouldn't have done that (I really shouldn't), although I don't really think I was flirting (well, actually, I probably was. Dammit). Anyway, I apologize about 15 different ways, and we both head to separate corners and sleep it off. She had said that I could go back to the party if I wanted to, but I'm not stepping in that sh$t storm. Too bad, because the party was kinda fun.
We made up the next day pretty well. Apologized again, and so did she, for over-reacting.
I thought we were ok. And then a couple days later I was getting my box of crap together to send my GMTAN secret santa (over the last week or so, when I noticed something that would be good, I threw it in a box). I noticed that it was empty. I asked her about it, and she was like, "Oh, that thing? Yeah, I thought that was stuff you were getting rid of, so I donated it." (you mean the box with UNOPENED and still wrapped DVDs? And The CD I just got -- Micheal Bolton's Christmas, but still). Yeah, TOTAL accident.
Oh, and I got a text from the neighborhood friend: Crazy eyes is interested and wants me to call. She sent me her info. My friggen life. . . .
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Osaurus
Footballguy
General Malaise
Footballguy
Yeah, I think this living in the basement thing is working out swimmingly.
General Malaise
Footballguy
Only Stuish if there's a limbo bar and you're required to take a shot every 4th lap.
Also, instead of a DJ, they have the Punch Brothers.
Sweet J
Footballguy
General Malaise
Footballguy
I thought it was a good idea temporarily to ease the money drain you're about to go through, but there are homeless shelters with less crazy living in them right now.
bentley
Footballguy
:lmfao:
Would be funny to see a couple guys with mustaches in suits on the stage playing the mandolin/stand up bass and announcing the time for couples skate.
Frostillicus
Footballguy
-fish-
Footballguy
General Malaise
Footballguy
I got one of those vest/jacket things that don't have sleeves from Cantor Fitzgerald. Never worn one of those sleeveless things before. Bet it's a great look on a guy with guns like mine.
General Malaise
Footballguy
T Bell
Footballguy
General Malaise
Footballguy
T Bell
Footballguy
I figured given the basement situation, but figured I'd ask. So what's the end game with the basement separation thing then?
-fish-
Footballguy
Sweet J
Footballguy
I gotta run home. . . but to answer: I LOVE the fact that I can see my kids every morning and every night. I love them having the run of mom's and dad's place, up and down. I like that it is comfortable, and I don't have to do all those pain in the ### things that people do when they have to move into a new place. And I love the fact that my wife does not want to kill me in my sleep because I left the house and divorced her.
So . . . yeah. I know it's not sustainable, I really just want to get through the holidays and figure out the next step.
kevzilla
Footballguy
T Bell
Footballguy
Yes, yes, he should definitely #### her in the crazy.Definitely take the attorney's advise here.
General Malaise
Footballguy
Let's go no 'R-word' in here. 
Captain Quinoa
Footballguy
Sweet J
Footballguy
Sweet J
Footballguy
Oh, so help me, I want to.Yes, yes, he should definitely #### her in the crazy.Definitely take the attorney's advise here.
Mr.Pack
Footballguy
Put a candy apple in her fart maker
Captain Quinoa
Footballguy
I also did not have sex with my wife or a woman that I met at a party this weekend.
-fish-
Footballguy
St. Louis Bob
Footballguy
I could really use a fit, crazy blond that likes sex.
T Bell
Footballguy
Sweet J, if you're going to fix your marriage then by all means go ahead.
If, however, you're going to divorce, a cheap, months-long fling with a similarly situated hot woman who wants nothing but to get as much stankie on the hang down as possible is going to be one of the more therapeutic things you could ever have as a guy.
If, however, you're going to divorce, a cheap, months-long fling with a similarly situated hot woman who wants nothing but to get as much stankie on the hang down as possible is going to be one of the more therapeutic things you could ever have as a guy.
St. Louis Bob
Footballguy
For the last 18 years, we've always had my in laws over on Christmas Eve. Ususally fun. Drink a lot of whiskey and then they would usually stay longer than I really wanted. There were more than a couple of times they left after 1am.
Well my BIL & SIL that lost their son landed in Kuai last night for a week long stay. Mrs. SLB's brother just called and said they would stop by for "maybe an hour around 4" but then were going to his wife's family party.
She is always a terrible wreck this time of year just from losing her parents. Now she's really mad on top of it.
I would put her in a blood lust cage death match against any of the GMTAN wives/GF's right now. Probably most of the guys too.
Me, I think I'm going to hide in the basement for a while.
Well my BIL & SIL that lost their son landed in Kuai last night for a week long stay. Mrs. SLB's brother just called and said they would stop by for "maybe an hour around 4" but then were going to his wife's family party.
She is always a terrible wreck this time of year just from losing her parents. Now she's really mad on top of it.
I would put her in a blood lust cage death match against any of the GMTAN wives/GF's right now. Probably most of the guys too.
Me, I think I'm going to hide in the basement for a while.
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