I always said no regrets, none. But I lied to myself. Went through a lot of women, way too many to discuss here. Two always on my mind. Always. Never mattered who else I was with.
The first one ill get judged for on here, but is what it is. We were young, I was 17 or so, she was 14. Jen. I actually set her up with my buddy. They went out twice, but he didnt have a car so I ended up picking her up for him. I kicked myself in the ass for setting them up and not going out with her myself. After their second date, I picked her up one day and I always flirt. But I went heavy and she was so horny it wasnt funny. I told her we cant go any further, shes dating my best friend. She said pull over at a phone booth ill break up with him...so I did lol. Ya im an azzhole. So we made plans but....I had girls all over the place and I was trying to run em all. Got busted when one found out I was dating her cousin. So I went back to Jen. But found out she ran away from home. I asked all her family that knew where she was, but nobody would tell me where she was.
Eventually 3 weeks later I found where she was and went to tell her I made some mistakes and wanted her. Man did I ever. I realized she was the one. But when I got there I rang the doorbell and a guy answered. A black dude. He asked who I was looking for and I said I have the wrong place and left. I grew up racist. Try not to be today, but it still comes back. Anyhow......she ended up pregnant and had a baby girl. I ran into her at a bar about 6 years later and she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and I pushed her off and told her to get the phugg away from me. I was hurt inside because I phugged up whorin around instead of sticking with her, I was afraid of what my parents might think. And knew all my buddies would give me schitt about dating her.
Ate at me for years. Unfortunately it still does, especially now since awhile back I was talking to a coworker about women and I brought her name up. Here she married his boy. SOB! He actually asked me not to interfere in her life. She has a good life now. I cant and wont do anything to harm that. Her husband has been with her through the tough times when she had cancer and was a true man being a dad to their kids and her daughter from before him.
But I cant stop thinking of her. So much times gone by I know, but I cant help it. What might have been. Jealousy. The list goes on. Cant tell her how much I miss her and sorry for acting like an azzhole and phugging up. Really do miss her a lot.
First, I totally know what you’re saying. I was all about “bros before hos” and “bro code” until I found out the hard way that I took it way more seriously than others.
Second, your story had me so caught up that I thought there was gonna be a punch line at the end!
I regret the few really good ones that I walked away from because I was to busy wanting to sleep around. No regrets from the crazies they were easy enough to escape. The ones you walk away from and regret but can’t have back stay in your head until you find another one at least as good. YMMV
2nd one was actually the first. My first. Young dumb and scared. And as I said before, girls all around me. I had a date with a girl named Christina but dumped her ass half hour before the date for Monica. We went out for a bit but again, my dick was doing the thinking and I kept running others. Through the years we kept bumping into each other but she was always with someone else.
16, now 50 and she comes back in my life. I went to have my appendix out in July last year and found out Monica had an aneurysm and was in the hospital too. I never went to see her but made sure through her cousin I was thinking of her. She adds me to fb awhile back. We been talking. Says she has a lot she needs to say to me, and made a lot of mistakes herself. I dont know where shes going with this, but shes with someone now. I dont wanna get involved there either, but if she leaves him Im not sure what ill do. She was my first love. Again, always thought about her and what ifs and all that horse schitt. Between her and Jen I cant help but think of the past and if the past can be my future.
Holy crap. That was the sorriest display of wussified sad-sackery I have ever seen. I was only able to read through about the first half of that mess, and I wish I hadn't.
Holy crap. That was the sorriest display of wussified sad-sackery I have ever seen. I was only able to read through about the first half of that mess, and I wish I hadn't.
........... The ones you walk away from and regret but can’t have back stay in your head until you find another one at least as good. YMMV
But do you ever find one least as good. I go through them like water the last few yrs.
I’m “the last lemming” not Dr Phil but yes you do. The good ones are few and far between but they’re out there. I’ve had about four really good ones. One ditched me and the other three were my mistake. Learn from it move on and don’t repeat the same mistake next time. That’s hard to do when “you’re young dumb and full of ...” but you figure some things out with time. It’ll hurt until you find the next one
First, I totally know what you’re saying. I was all about “bros before hos” and “bro code” until I found out the hard way that I took it way more seriously than others.
Second, your story had me so caught up that I thought there was gonna be a punch line at the end!
The punch line is.....im afraid I never grew up, that ill never stick with one woman. That if I do, ill settle because I phugged up with the ones I should have been with.
If you actually care about her you won't wanna mess up her life even though you have the power. You'll be content being thankful she's in a good spot. You wouldn't have worked out anyway. But someday maybe you can be friends.
I'm pretty fortunate to be friends with my high school age fling after going our separate ways 20 years ago. But I wasn't ready for or capable of being just friends until only recently in my life.
First, I totally know what you’re saying. I was all about “bros before hos” and “bro code” until I found out the hard way that I took it way more seriously than others.
Second, your story had me so caught up that I thought there was gonna be a punch line at the end!
The punch line is.....im afraid I never grew up, that ill never stick with one woman. That if I do, ill settle because I phugged up with the ones I should have been with.
Serious question how old are you? If you’re 30 you have some years to burn with plenty of hot women out there. If you’re 45 time is not on your side.
Serious question how old are you? If you’re 30 you have some years to burn with plenty of hot women out there. If you’re 45 time is not on your side.
50, and believe me theres plenty of time. And plenty of women. I just have to figure out how to forget the past. Moving on isnt easy once the past comes back. I know I can go move on, but 10 yrs down the road is the past gonna pop back up and stick with me again? I dont know how to move on permanently. Hard to explain.
One gal in HS, lived nearby and sometimes I'd catch a ride to school with her. She was dating a good friend of my buddies in school. She never really came on to me, and vice versa.
years and years later, she's working at a business in the town my siblings still lived in at the time. One of them goes in for something, she sees the name on the check (yes, we still used checks back then), asks my sibling "Do you have a brother named Geno" . He says yeah, and we ended up getting in touch. Her seemingly happily married at the time, me? I don't remember right now.
Turns out she had a serious crush on me, and me on her. I was a "nice guy" you know, and she was apparently a "nice girl" and therefor neither of us ever mentioned it to the other. Said the other guy was a bit of a dick and if I'd have said something she would have left him quick. Oh well.
Great looking gal, even years later. And from my view in HS, a "rich girl". Daddy was a retired Lt or Lt Cmdr in the Navy. Lived up in the "big houses on the hill" development.
I have no clue where she is now, and I have no regrets how that went. We both did what was right at the time.
One gal in HS, lived nearby and sometimes I'd catch a ride to school with her. She was dating a good friend of my buddies in school. She never really came on to me, and vice versa.
years and years later, she's working at a business in the town my siblings still lived in at the time. One of them goes in for something, she sees the name on the check (yes, we still used checks back then), asks my sibling "Do you have a brother named Geno" . He says yeah, and we ended up getting in touch. Her seemingly happily married at the time, me? I don't remember right now.
Turns out she had a serious crush on me, and me on her. I was a "nice guy" you know, and she was apparently a "nice girl" and therefor neither of us ever mentioned it to the other. Said the other guy was a bit of a dick and if I'd have said something she would have left him quick. Oh well.
Great looking gal, even years later. And from my view in HS, a "rich girl". Daddy was a retired Lt or Lt Cmdr in the Navy. Lived up in the "big houses on the hill" development.
I have no clue where she is now, and I have no regrets how that went. We both did what was right at the time.
Turns out she had a serious crush on me, and me on her. I was a "nice guy" you know, and she was apparently a "nice girl" and therefor neither of us ever mentioned it to the other. Said the other guy was a bit of a dick and if I'd have said something she would have left him quick. Oh well.......
Theres where you and me are different. I always spoke up. Sometimes I wish I wasnt so forward. Woulda kept my ass out of a lot of schitt, women and otherwise.
One gal in HS, lived nearby and sometimes I'd catch a ride to school with her. She was dating a good friend of my buddies in school. She never really came on to me, and vice versa.
years and years later, she's working at a business in the town my siblings still lived in at the time. One of them goes in for something, she sees the name on the check (yes, we still used checks back then), asks my sibling "Do you have a brother named Geno" . He says yeah, and we ended up getting in touch. Her seemingly happily married at the time, me? I don't remember right now.
Turns out she had a serious crush on me, and me on her. I was a "nice guy" you know, and she was apparently a "nice girl" and therefor neither of us ever mentioned it to the other. Said the other guy was a bit of a dick and if I'd have said something she would have left him quick. Oh well.
Great looking gal, even years later. And from my view in HS, a "rich girl". Daddy was a retired Lt or Lt Cmdr in the Navy. Lived up in the "big houses on the hill" development.
I have no clue where she is now, and I have no regrets how that went. We both did what was right at the time.
Turns out she had a serious crush on me, and me on her. I was a "nice guy" you know, and she was apparently a "nice girl" and therefor neither of us ever mentioned it to the other. Said the other guy was a bit of a dick and if I'd have said something she would have left him quick. Oh well.......
Theres where you and me are different. I always spoke up. Sometimes I wish I wasnt so forward. Woulda kept my ass out of a lot of schitt, women and otherwise.
I wasn't worried so much about her BF at the time, it was my buddies.
I hardly knew the guy, outside of meeting him at a party or two. He went to the HS she had transferred in from, on the other side of town.
But my friends? We were close and he was good buds with a couple of them. So, bros befo hoes type of deal........at 16 sometimes that scheidt counts.
First, I totally know what you’re saying. I was all about “bros before hos” and “bro code” until I found out the hard way that I took it way more seriously than others.
Second, your story had me so caught up that I thought there was gonna be a punch line at the end!
The punch line is.....im afraid I never grew up, that ill never stick with one woman. That if I do, ill settle because I phugged up with the ones I should have been with.
“Though its been a while now, I can still feel so much pain, Like a knife that cuts you, the wound heals, But the scar, that scar remaiiiiiiiinssssss....”
Yep, at 30 you can move up or down a few years and still have a great looking woman. At 50 you had best ride what brought you to the dance. You’re waistline and hairline are up you’re options realistically are down.. unless you’re that guy from TX with a pet fox and a hot deckhand.
First, I totally know what you’re saying. I was all about “bros before hos” and “bro code” until I found out the hard way that I took it way more seriously than others.
Second, your story had me so caught up that I thought there was gonna be a punch line at the end!
The punch line is.....im afraid I never grew up, that ill never stick with one woman. That if I do, ill settle because I phugged up with the ones I should have been with.
“Though its been a while now, I can still feel so much pain, Like a knife that cuts you, the wound heals, But the scar, that scar remaiiiiiiiinssssss....”
Yep, at 30 you can move up or down a few years and still have a great looking woman. At 50 you had best ride what brought you to the dance.
At 65 you just want to live in a van down by the river.
My dads 71, married 4 times. This last one he banged in high school, she left her old man for dad when she found out he got divorced. Dudes a stud lol ....aint over til its over
Yep, at 30 you can move up or down a few years and still have a great looking woman. At 50 you had best ride what brought you to the dance.
At 65 you just want to live in a van down by the river.
My dads 71, married 4 times. This last one he banged in high school, she left her old man for dad when she found out he got divorced. Dudes a stud lol ....aint over til its over
Well,...if you say so. But my regrets are the years that were spent so focused on getting laid that I couldn't concentrate on anything else,.....and they lasted a long while.
Yep, at 30 you can move up or down a few years and still have a great looking woman. At 50 you had best ride what brought you to the dance.
At 65 you just want to live in a van down by the river.
My dads 71, married 4 times. This last one he banged in high school, she left her old man for dad when she found out he got divorced. Dudes a stud lol ....aint over til its over
Well,...if you say so. But my regrets are the years that were spent so focused on getting laid that I couldn't concentrate on anything else,.....and they lasted a long while.
I don't miss that state of mind.
Great advice. I like my life and what I’ve done with it but my biggest regret if I could go back would be to have given up the sleeping around for the first great woman I met and a meaningful relationship and memories. I didn’t do it and then settled later. Now I’m divorcing at 44 and it set me back years that I’ll never get back and cost me a cabin/dream home now going to a second mortgage.
Great advice. I like my life and what I’ve done with it but my biggest regret if I could go back would be to have given up the sleeping around for the first great woman I met and a meaningful relationship and memories. I didn’t do it and then settled later. Now I’m divorcing at 44 and it set me back years that I’ll never get back and cost me a cabin now going to a second mortgage.
Get past that pity party you’re throwing for yourself. Stand up, man up, straighten up and for your sake GROW UP! Everyone’s been there but few stay there. Sounds like a lot of immaturity and lack of self confidence.
Get past that pity party you’re throwing for yourself. Stand up, man up, straighten up and for your sake GROW UP! Everyone’s been there but few stay there. Sounds like a lot of immaturity and lack of self confidence.
Immaturity...sure....lack of self confidence...let me tell ya if I didnt grow morals some phuggin where along the line id be phuggin em both right now. And to be honest if it was anyone else I would be. For some reason I put these on a pedestal and wont.
Never look back at what could have been, it will always prevent you from moving forward. In this case, it definitely worked out in your favor - she's a coal burner and probably would have been dreaming about getting cored out by black cock while you were giving her the business. Count yourself lucky you found out before making a profoundly poor choice. You dodged a bullet. JFC, move the f*ck on.
I always said no regrets, none. But I lied to myself. Went through a lot of women, way too many to discuss here. Two always on my mind. Always. Never mattered who else I was with.
The first one ill get judged for on here, but is what it is. We were young, I was 17 or so, she was 14. Jen. I actually set her up with my buddy. They went out twice, but he didnt have a car so I ended up picking her up for him. I kicked myself in the ass for setting them up and not going out with her myself. After their second date, I picked her up one day and I always flirt. But I went heavy and she was so horny it wasnt funny. I told her we cant go any further, shes dating my best friend. She said pull over at a phone booth ill break up with him...so I did lol. Ya im an azzhole. So we made plans but....I had girls all over the place and I was trying to run em all. Got busted when one found out I was dating her cousin. So I went back to Jen. But found out she ran away from home. I asked all her family that knew where she was, but nobody would tell me where she was.
Eventually 3 weeks later I found where she was and went to tell her I made some mistakes and wanted her. Man did I ever. I realized she was the one. But when I got there I rang the doorbell and a guy answered. A black dude. He asked who I was looking for and I said I have the wrong place and left. I grew up racist. Try not to be today, but it still comes back. Anyhow......she ended up pregnant and had a baby girl. I ran into her at a bar about 6 years later and she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and I pushed her off and told her to get the phugg away from me. I was hurt inside because I phugged up whorin around instead of sticking with her, I was afraid of what my parents might think. And knew all my buddies would give me schitt about dating her.
Ate at me for years. Unfortunately it still does, especially now since awhile back I was talking to a coworker about women and I brought her name up. Here she married his boy. SOB! He actually asked me not to interfere in her life. She has a good life now. I cant and wont do anything to harm that. Her husband has been with her through the tough times when she had cancer and was a true man being a dad to their kids and her daughter from before him.
But I cant stop thinking of her. So much times gone by I know, but I cant help it. What might have been. Jealousy. The list goes on. Cant tell her how much I miss her and sorry for acting like an azzhole and phugging up. Really do miss her a lot.
Crazy how things turn out. My first 2 serious girlfriends both broke up with me(I was going back to college, other was a spoiled crazy woman!) But they were blessings in disguise. The first I ran into 20 years later she was on her 3rd divorce! The other I heard through the grapevine was even crazier. Boy was i lucky. Ive been married to the same wonderful hard working women for 25 years and couldnt have asked for a better life!! Lifes not perfect but sometimes its pretty close
Only one, I had about a year left in college and she started pressuring me to get married. All she had to do was wait a little longer but she couldn't. She was some kinda purty, father was an italian diplomat to honduras and hooked up with a pretty one down there evidently.
I hear she is on heard 3rd marriage so maybe I dodged a bullet. Last time I saw her was at the grocery store with her daughter, talk about a cold sweat when you haven't seen her since you broke up years earlier. And then evidently she facebooked stalked me last year and started sending me messages. I never replied.
I do have regrets about it. I didn’t show the appreciation that I should have. I wasn’t emotionally attuned like I should have been. No excuses. They weren’t “mistakes” either. They were willful wrongs, and willful bad decisions.
I hope you find what your looking for. I found mine, well she actually found me and it's been a good ride for almost 35 years. Facebook has cost a lot of people their dignity, it's hard to do the right thing when no one is watching.
-I didn't knock up enough of them -First heart throb broke my heart so I joined the Army and killed a bunch of little people. All her fault. OTOH, I helped little women make medium sized kids. Guess it all worked out.
Al comments going forward EXCLUDE MY MOTHER, but the BEST one you'll ever meet (and probably marry) IS A PAIN IN THE ASS and if they didn't have a hole in them, there'd be a bounty out on them... But those with big tits do make me ponder....
Coming to the realization that women have great value beyond their use for sex is something that benefits all men, and society in general, and women most of all.
I always said no regrets, none. But I lied to myself. Went through a lot of women, way too many to discuss here. Two always on my mind. Always. Never mattered who else I was with.
The first one ill get judged for on here, but is what it is. We were young, I was 17 or so, she was 14. Jen. I actually set her up with my buddy. They went out twice, but he didnt have a car so I ended up picking her up for him. I kicked myself in the ass for setting them up and not going out with her myself. After their second date, I picked her up one day and I always flirt. But I went heavy and she was so horny it wasnt funny. I told her we cant go any further, shes dating my best friend. She said pull over at a phone booth ill break up with him...so I did lol. Ya im an azzhole. So we made plans but....I had girls all over the place and I was trying to run em all. Got busted when one found out I was dating her cousin. So I went back to Jen. But found out she ran away from home. I asked all her family that knew where she was, but nobody would tell me where she was.
Eventually 3 weeks later I found where she was and went to tell her I made some mistakes and wanted her. Man did I ever. I realized she was the one. But when I got there I rang the doorbell and a guy answered. A black dude. He asked who I was looking for and I said I have the wrong place and left. I grew up racist. Try not to be today, but it still comes back. Anyhow......she ended up pregnant and had a baby girl. I ran into her at a bar about 6 years later and she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and I pushed her off and told her to get the phugg away from me. I was hurt inside because I phugged up whorin around instead of sticking with her, I was afraid of what my parents might think. And knew all my buddies would give me schitt about dating her.
Ate at me for years. Unfortunately it still does, especially now since awhile back I was talking to a coworker about women and I brought her name up. Here she married his boy. SOB! He actually asked me not to interfere in her life. She has a good life now. I cant and wont do anything to harm that. Her husband has been with her through the tough times when she had cancer and was a true man being a dad to their kids and her daughter from before him.
But I cant stop thinking of her. So much times gone by I know, but I cant help it. What might have been. Jealousy. The list goes on. Cant tell her how much I miss her and sorry for acting like an azzhole and phugging up. Really do miss her a lot.
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Seems you've been fishing in an awfully small pond for 50 years. At least consider fishing a county or two over.
Too many want to recapture their youth and play the FB game of " just old friends" and end up wrecking families.
Grow the fugg up.
This.
I was friends with an old high school flame on FB. She and I grew up together, in the same neighborhood.
She wanted to get back with me, (marry) after being married for nearly 30 years to a decent guy.
I wouldn't do it. Even though I loved her, and she has to be one of the sexiest, hottest women I've ever seen.
Broke her heart that I wouldn't let her wreck her marriage and drive a wedge in her family. She just didn't understand that.... I did understand it very well. I had broken up a marriage in my younger years and lived through the problems that ensued.
I stuck to my guns. She may not be happy with me, but at least she's still with her long time husband, and her kids don't hate her.
Yep I am guilty as well. Ditched one in high school because I was concerned that she may becone a big girl.
Turned out that she turned into a more beautiful woman than she already was. The only thing that became big in her life was her income. Haven't talked to her since a couple years after graduation and don't need to.
Have several others that I regret ever getting involved with for damn sure.
But all things aside I have a great wife now that loves to fish,hunt,camp,shoot guns and ain't afraid to get dirty. Nice to have a woman around that takes good care of me too and makes me want to go home.
I always said no regrets, none. But I lied to myself. Went through a lot of women, way too many to discuss here. Two always on my mind. Always. Never mattered who else I was with.
The first one ill get judged for on here, but is what it is. We were young, I was 17 or so, she was 14. Jen. I actually set her up with my buddy. They went out twice, but he didnt have a car so I ended up picking her up for him. I kicked myself in the ass for setting them up and not going out with her myself. After their second date, I picked her up one day and I always flirt. But I went heavy and she was so horny it wasnt funny. I told her we cant go any further, shes dating my best friend. She said pull over at a phone booth ill break up with him...so I did lol. Ya im an azzhole. So we made plans but....I had girls all over the place and I was trying to run em all. Got busted when one found out I was dating her cousin. So I went back to Jen. But found out she ran away from home. I asked all her family that knew where she was, but nobody would tell me where she was.
Eventually 3 weeks later I found where she was and went to tell her I made some mistakes and wanted her. Man did I ever. I realized she was the one. But when I got there I rang the doorbell and a guy answered. A black dude. He asked who I was looking for and I said I have the wrong place and left. I grew up racist. Try not to be today, but it still comes back. Anyhow......she ended up pregnant and had a baby girl. I ran into her at a bar about 6 years later and she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and I pushed her off and told her to get the phugg away from me. I was hurt inside because I phugged up whorin around instead of sticking with her, I was afraid of what my parents might think. And knew all my buddies would give me schitt about dating her.
Ate at me for years. Unfortunately it still does, especially now since awhile back I was talking to a coworker about women and I brought her name up. Here she married his boy. SOB! He actually asked me not to interfere in her life. She has a good life now. I cant and wont do anything to harm that. Her husband has been with her through the tough times when she had cancer and was a true man being a dad to their kids and her daughter from before him.
But I cant stop thinking of her. So much times gone by I know, but I cant help it. What might have been. Jealousy. The list goes on. Cant tell her how much I miss her and sorry for acting like an azzhole and phugging up. Really do miss her a lot.
I always said no regrets, none. But I lied to myself. Went through a lot of women, way too many to discuss here. Two always on my mind. Always. Never mattered who else I was with.
The first one ill get judged for on here, but is what it is. We were young, I was 17 or so, she was 14. Jen. I actually set her up with my buddy. They went out twice, but he didnt have a car so I ended up picking her up for him. I kicked myself in the ass for setting them up and not going out with her myself. After their second date, I picked her up one day and I always flirt. But I went heavy and she was so horny it wasnt funny. I told her we cant go any further, shes dating my best friend. She said pull over at a phone booth ill break up with him...so I did lol. Ya im an azzhole. So we made plans but....I had girls all over the place and I was trying to run em all. Got busted when one found out I was dating her cousin. So I went back to Jen. But found out she ran away from home. I asked all her family that knew where she was, but nobody would tell me where she was.
Eventually 3 weeks later I found where she was and went to tell her I made some mistakes and wanted her. Man did I ever. I realized she was the one. But when I got there I rang the doorbell and a guy answered. A black dude. He asked who I was looking for and I said I have the wrong place and left. I grew up racist. Try not to be today, but it still comes back. Anyhow......she ended up pregnant and had a baby girl. I ran into her at a bar about 6 years later and she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and I pushed her off and told her to get the phugg away from me. I was hurt inside because I phugged up whorin around instead of sticking with her, I was afraid of what my parents might think. And knew all my buddies would give me schitt about dating her.
Ate at me for years. Unfortunately it still does, especially now since awhile back I was talking to a coworker about women and I brought her name up. Here she married his boy. SOB! He actually asked me not to interfere in her life. She has a good life now. I cant and wont do anything to harm that. Her husband has been with her through the tough times when she had cancer and was a true man being a dad to their kids and her daughter from before him.
But I cant stop thinking of her. So much times gone by I know, but I cant help it. What might have been. Jealousy. The list goes on. Cant tell her how much I miss her and sorry for acting like an azzhole and phugging up. Really do miss her a lot.
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Better that you have those dreams undashed as you would have had you married her and then paid the price.
There are many who got that special one and lived to regret it.
Classic case of Pu$$y Nostalgia.... they were always better in your memories than in reality. 5 minutes with those broads today and you'd be like "F this, I'm going fishing."
I've been divorced 6 years...ruined me at the time, awesome now. Money in the bank, sluttier chicks, reloading bench in living room, new guns, no bitching, no schedule, no hanging out with her annoying friends.
I always said no regrets, none. But I lied to myself. Went through a lot of women, way too many to discuss here. Two always on my mind. Always. Never mattered who else I was with.
The first one ill get judged for on here, but is what it is. We were young, I was 17 or so, she was 14. Jen. I actually set her up with my buddy. They went out twice, but he didnt have a car so I ended up picking her up for him. I kicked myself in the ass for setting them up and not going out with her myself. After their second date, I picked her up one day and I always flirt. But I went heavy and she was so horny it wasnt funny. I told her we cant go any further, shes dating my best friend. She said pull over at a phone booth ill break up with him...so I did lol. Ya im an azzhole. So we made plans but....I had girls all over the place and I was trying to run em all. Got busted when one found out I was dating her cousin. So I went back to Jen. But found out she ran away from home. I asked all her family that knew where she was, but nobody would tell me where she was.
Eventually 3 weeks later I found where she was and went to tell her I made some mistakes and wanted her. Man did I ever. I realized she was the one. But when I got there I rang the doorbell and a guy answered. A black dude. He asked who I was looking for and I said I have the wrong place and left. I grew up racist. Try not to be today, but it still comes back. Anyhow......she ended up pregnant and had a baby girl. I ran into her at a bar about 6 years later and she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and I pushed her off and told her to get the phugg away from me. I was hurt inside because I phugged up whorin around instead of sticking with her, I was afraid of what my parents might think. And knew all my buddies would give me schitt about dating her.
Ate at me for years. Unfortunately it still does, especially now since awhile back I was talking to a coworker about women and I brought her name up. Here she married his boy. SOB! He actually asked me not to interfere in her life. She has a good life now. I cant and wont do anything to harm that. Her husband has been with her through the tough times when she had cancer and was a true man being a dad to their kids and her daughter from before him.
But I cant stop thinking of her. So much times gone by I know, but I cant help it. What might have been. Jealousy. The list goes on. Cant tell her how much I miss her and sorry for acting like an azzhole and phugging up. Really do miss her a lot.
I always said no regrets, none. But I lied to myself. Went through a lot of women, way too many to discuss here. Two always on my mind. Always. Never mattered who else I was with.
The first one ill get judged for on here, but is what it is. We were young, I was 17 or so, she was 14. Jen. I actually set her up with my buddy. They went out twice, but he didnt have a car so I ended up picking her up for him. I kicked myself in the ass for setting them up and not going out with her myself. After their second date, I picked her up one day and I always flirt. But I went heavy and she was so horny it wasnt funny. I told her we cant go any further, shes dating my best friend. She said pull over at a phone booth ill break up with him...so I did lol. Ya im an azzhole. So we made plans but....I had girls all over the place and I was trying to run em all. Got busted when one found out I was dating her cousin. So I went back to Jen. But found out she ran away from home. I asked all her family that knew where she was, but nobody would tell me where she was.
Eventually 3 weeks later I found where she was and went to tell her I made some mistakes and wanted her. Man did I ever. I realized she was the one. But when I got there I rang the doorbell and a guy answered. A black dude. He asked who I was looking for and I said I have the wrong place and left. I grew up racist. Try not to be today, but it still comes back. Anyhow......she ended up pregnant and had a baby girl. I ran into her at a bar about 6 years later and she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and I pushed her off and told her to get the phugg away from me. I was hurt inside because I phugged up whorin around instead of sticking with her, I was afraid of what my parents might think. And knew all my buddies would give me schitt about dating her.
Ate at me for years. Unfortunately it still does, especially now since awhile back I was talking to a coworker about women and I brought her name up. Here she married his boy. SOB! He actually asked me not to interfere in her life. She has a good life now. I cant and wont do anything to harm that. Her husband has been with her through the tough times when she had cancer and was a true man being a dad to their kids and her daughter from before him.
But I cant stop thinking of her. So much times gone by I know, but I cant help it. What might have been. Jealousy. The list goes on. Cant tell her how much I miss her and sorry for acting like an azzhole and phugging up. Really do miss her a lot.
Coming to the realization that women have great value beyond their use for sex is something that benefits all men, and society in general, and women most of all.
I've been divorced 6 years...ruined me at the time, awesome now. Money in the bank, sluttier chicks, reloading bench in living room, new guns, no bitching, no schedule, no hanging out with her annoying friends.
The good ol days. lol
2012 I was just divorced. Just moved into my current house. Had the MN Wild game on the tube, a pizza in the oven, Hi Life in the fridge and was cleaning a rifle on the counter in the kitchen in my boxers. One of the happiest days I can remember.
There's an entire thread in the basement - dedicated to my ex-girlfriends. Even tho you all post their pics and talk about them - I don't regret the time spent with them one bit.
Holy crap. That was the sorriest display of wussified sad-sackery I have ever seen. I was only able to read through about the first half of that mess, and I wish I hadn't.
Only equaled by some of the sincere sympathetic replies......
I've been divorced 6 years...ruined me at the time, awesome now. Money in the bank, sluttier chicks, reloading bench in living room, new guns, no bitching, no schedule, no hanging out with her annoying friends.
The good ol days. lol
2012 I was just divorced. Just moved into my current house. Had the MN Wild game on the tube, a pizza in the oven, Hi Life in the fridge and was cleaning a rifle on the counter in the kitchen in my boxers. One of the happiest days I can remember.
Haha, I'm still in those days. Honestly can't see myself married or even living with a woman ever again. I've done it, and don't prefer it.
Never did understand the phrase "no regrets"; That's a person who is incapable of learning or a liar. Everyone makes mistakes of one stripe or another and if you think you haven't, you just did.
There was this slutty blonde in high school. She sure could swallow a load. I regret not ever popping it. I talked to her not long ago and she was interested but married. Fugk that
Never did understand the phrase "no regrets"; That's a person who is incapable of learning or a liar. Everyone makes mistakes of one stripe or another and if you think you haven't, you just did.
Made mistakes - learned from them. HAPPY I DID SO means "no regrets"
I was married 1999-2006. I will not, do not and can't stand that woman to this day. Doesn't mean I "regret" it because I don't. I learned a ton and got my son out of the deal. Why would I regret that - even though it was a crap situation/6 years?
Understand the difference - regret means I wish it never happened vs realizing that it happening ended up good in the long run. Either in lessons learned or in getting me/you to a better place.
Dont hold back guys, give me schitt, I deserve it lol
I'm involved with the woman I knew I would marry 25yrs ago. Her husband might not approve but when you know, you know
does he know.......bob
No he doesn't. He cheated on her and she almost left him but stayed for their kids. Happened before we started talking again. She regrets not leaving him now. The kids are getting old enough now that they know something is up. He's never been abusive, his priorities are just elsewhere.
She's the first and last person I talk to every day.
Dont hold back guys, give me schitt, I deserve it lol
I'm involved with the woman I knew I would marry 25yrs ago. Her husband might not approve but when you know, you know
does he know.......bob
No he doesn't. He cheated on her and she almost left him but stayed for their kids. Happened before we started talking again. She regrets not leaving him now. The kids are getting old enough now that they know something is up. He's never been abusive, his priorities are just elsewhere.
She's the first and last person I talk to every day.
It’s amazing how many women totally blame their spouses for their troubles. It takes two to tango
Dont hold back guys, give me schitt, I deserve it lol
I'm involved with the woman I knew I would marry 25yrs ago. Her husband might not approve but when you know, you know
does he know.......bob
No he doesn't. He cheated on her and she almost left him but stayed for their kids. Happened before we started talking again. She regrets not leaving him now. The kids are getting old enough now that they know something is up. He's never been abusive, his priorities are just elsewhere.
She's the first and last person I talk to every day.
Panick, let me get this right. You were 17 at the time. Most people’s judgement is not the best at that age.
You just miss the fact that you really didn’t give it a chance back then, you didn’t really know the girl or if you did you don’t know how she may really turn out as an adult.
Like Seinfeld said go out on top, then people will remember you at your best. You remember her as a wet teenager. She may have an ole tuna cat now and flap jack tits now and not be able to cook worth a damn.
There was this slutty blonde in high school. She sure could swallow a load. I regret not ever popping it. I talked to her not long ago and she was interested but married. Fugk that
It's not a whole lot worse than drinking and calling all those women one has regrets about at 0300 after getting home from the bar and realizing how much you regret.
It's not a whole lot worse than drinking and calling all those women one has regrets about at 0300 after getting home from the bar and realizing how much you regret.
Yep, at 30 you can move up or down a few years and still have a great looking woman. At 50 you had best ride what brought you to the dance.
At 65 you just want to live in a van down by the river.
My dads 71, married 4 times. This last one he banged in high school, she left her old man for dad when she found out he got divorced. Dudes a stud lol ....aint over til its over
Great advice. I like my life and what I’ve done with it but my biggest regret if I could go back would be to have given up the sleeping around for the first great woman I met and a meaningful relationship and memories. I didn’t do it and then settled later. Now I’m divorcing at 44 and it set me back years that I’ll never get back and cost me a cabin/dream home now going to a second mortgage.
I can feel your pain, my 2nd one robbed me. Left my stupid azz flat broke. Evil bitch. Lost a nice home, shop on 5 acres. My first wife was great, 15yrs and she up and died on me. Ignorant, naive me must have thought all marriages would work out like my first and I put too much trust in a slick gold digger. Now I'm on #3, she knew my story and that I was pretty much broke and still was interested. I thought that was a good sign. 7 years and its been great. I guess I'm one that needs to be married. It was amazing how fast the ones I dated in between 2 and 3 would disappear as soon as I told them where I was financially! Figured out that was a great test if you're wife hunting instead of just looking poontang, tell'em you don't have a pot to piss in and see what happens.
I think pahick would feel differently if these wimmins had cost him a quarter mil, a house, and a couple of vehicles from divorces.
The above reality has a way of knocking the shine off pretty pussy.
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I'd be a "ward of the State" in one of those fine Graybar Hotels if that scheidt ever happened to me.
Ha! I spent many hours talking myself out of spending the rest of my broke azz life in jail getting my poop chute stretched out by some XXXL black dude for offing her sorry azz.
I think pahick would feel differently if these wimmins had cost him a quarter mil, a house, and a couple of vehicles from divorces.
The above reality has a way of knocking the shine off pretty pussy.
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I'd be a "ward of the State" in one of those fine Graybar Hotels if that scheidt ever happened to me.
Ha! I spent many hours talking myself out of spending the rest of my broke azz life in jail getting my poop chute stretched out by some XXXL black dude for offing her sorry azz.
I'd probably do the same,
Except those times it might have happened I was drinkin' man, and there are more than a few of them in the lockup due to similar situations.
I had to talk myself out of coming back to the bar after getting a note from the bartender saying "Joe Blow is here with his Luger looking for you". Note was written by a gal I was dating and she was in one of those on again/off again abusive relationship things with Joe Blow. It was all I could do to not go get a pistol and come back to deal with that situation, and I wasn't even married to her.
Gotta admit, she was one of the best of the bunch I could have regrets about though.
But not worth time in the joint, no house or lifetime savings involved. I just didn't like the idea of someone coming looking for me.
Great advice. I like my life and what I’ve done with it but my biggest regret if I could go back would be to have given up the sleeping around for the first great woman I met and a meaningful relationship and memories. I didn’t do it and then settled later. Now I’m divorcing at 44 and it set me back years that I’ll never get back and cost me a cabin/dream home now going to a second mortgage.
I can feel your pain, my 2nd one robbed me. Left my stupid azz flat broke. Evil bitch. Lost a nice home, shop on 5 acres. My first wife was great, 15yrs and she up and died on me. Ignorant, naive me must have thought all marriages would work out like my first and I put too much trust in a slick gold digger. Now I'm on #3, she knew my story and that I was pretty much broke and still was interested. I thought that was a good sign. 7 years and its been great. I guess I'm one that needs to be married. It was amazing how fast the ones I dated in between 2 and 3 would disappear as soon as I told them where I was financially! Figured out that was a great test if you're wife hunting instead of just looking poontang, tell'em you don't have a pot to piss in and see what happens.
One of my buddies bought and built up a very successful business. He's loaded. He tells women that he sells Kirby Vacuum cleaners to judge their character. It works well.
Great advice. I like my life and what I’ve done with it but my biggest regret if I could go back would be to have given up the sleeping around for the first great woman I met and a meaningful relationship and memories. I didn’t do it and then settled later. Now I’m divorcing at 44 and it set me back years that I’ll never get back and cost me a cabin/dream home now going to a second mortgage.
I can feel your pain, my 2nd one robbed me. Left my stupid azz flat broke. Evil bitch. Lost a nice home, shop on 5 acres. My first wife was great, 15yrs and she up and died on me. Ignorant, naive me must have thought all marriages would work out like my first and I put too much trust in a slick gold digger. Now I'm on #3, she knew my story and that I was pretty much broke and still was interested. I thought that was a good sign. 7 years and its been great. I guess I'm one that needs to be married. It was amazing how fast the ones I dated in between 2 and 3 would disappear as soon as I told them where I was financially! Figured out that was a great test if you're wife hunting instead of just looking poontang, tell'em you don't have a pot to piss in and see what happens.
One of my buddies bought and built up a very successful business. He's loaded. He tells women that he sells Kirby Vacuum cleaners to judge their character. It works well.
Its a fine tool to root out the diggers. That and stay away from the innanets.
Great advice. I like my life and what I’ve done with it but my biggest regret if I could go back would be to have given up the sleeping around for the first great woman I met and a meaningful relationship and memories. I didn’t do it and then settled later. Now I’m divorcing at 44 and it set me back years that I’ll never get back and cost me a cabin/dream home now going to a second mortgage.
I can feel your pain, my 2nd one robbed me. Left my stupid azz flat broke. Evil bitch. Lost a nice home, shop on 5 acres. My first wife was great, 15yrs and she up and died on me. Ignorant, naive me must have thought all marriages would work out like my first and I put too much trust in a slick gold digger. Now I'm on #3, she knew my story and that I was pretty much broke and still was interested. I thought that was a good sign. 7 years and its been great. I guess I'm one that needs to be married. It was amazing how fast the ones I dated in between 2 and 3 would disappear as soon as I told them where I was financially! Figured out that was a great test if you're wife hunting instead of just looking poontang, tell'em you don't have a pot to piss in and see what happens.
One of my buddies bought and built up a very successful business. He's loaded. He tells women that he sells Kirby Vacuum cleaners to judge their character. It works well.
Its a fine tool to root out the diggers. That and stay away from the innanets.
After my divorce, I called my truck the “automatic woman repelling vehicle”. It was a ‘94 GMC, one of those where the paint didn’t stay on. Bought it from a tow yard for $800 bucks because the previous owner never claimed it. It was my farm truck, always something in the bed that looked bad, smelled bad, or both. My two bird dogs pretty much owned the passenger side of the bench seat. The tailgate latched on one side, some of the time. The dents were not symmetrical. She wasn’t pretty, but she had a purpose.
Stupid thing didn’t do it’s job, the redhead looked right past it...... oh, well, what a trip!
The right now is what you make. Truth is a happy relationships are MADE not found. The way this works is you don't stumble on Mrs perfect. You find someone who is good and then you build a long and strong relationship.
Don't knock yourself. The past is past. Make your current life and love the best you ever had.
I always said no regrets, none. But I lied to myself. Went through a lot of women, way too many to discuss here. Two always on my mind. Always. Never mattered who else I was with.
The first one ill get judged for on here, but is what it is. We were young, I was 17 or so, she was 14. Jen. I actually set her up with my buddy. They went out twice, but he didnt have a car so I ended up picking her up for him. I kicked myself in the ass for setting them up and not going out with her myself. After their second date, I picked her up one day and I always flirt. But I went heavy and she was so horny it wasnt funny. I told her we cant go any further, shes dating my best friend. She said pull over at a phone booth ill break up with him...so I did lol. Ya im an azzhole. So we made plans but....I had girls all over the place and I was trying to run em all. Got busted when one found out I was dating her cousin. So I went back to Jen. But found out she ran away from home. I asked all her family that knew where she was, but nobody would tell me where she was.
Eventually 3 weeks later I found where she was and went to tell her I made some mistakes and wanted her. Man did I ever. I realized she was the one. But when I got there I rang the doorbell and a guy answered. A black dude. He asked who I was looking for and I said I have the wrong place and left. I grew up racist. Try not to be today, but it still comes back. Anyhow......she ended up pregnant and had a baby girl. I ran into her at a bar about 6 years later and she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and I pushed her off and told her to get the phugg away from me. I was hurt inside because I phugged up whorin around instead of sticking with her, I was afraid of what my parents might think. And knew all my buddies would give me schitt about dating her.
Ate at me for years. Unfortunately it still does, especially now since awhile back I was talking to a coworker about women and I brought her name up. Here she married his boy. SOB! He actually asked me not to interfere in her life. She has a good life now. I cant and wont do anything to harm that. Her husband has been with her through the tough times when she had cancer and was a true man being a dad to their kids and her daughter from before him.
But I cant stop thinking of her. So much times gone by I know, but I cant help it. What might have been. Jealousy. The list goes on. Cant tell her how much I miss her and sorry for acting like an azzhole and phugging up. Really do miss her a lot.
The right now is what you make. Truth is a happy relationships are MADE not found. The way this works is you don't stumble on Mrs perfect. You find someone who is good and then you build a long and strong relationship.
Don't knock yourself. The past is past. Make your current life and love the best you ever had.
The right now is what you make. Truth is a happy relationships are MADE not found. The way this works is you don't stumble on Mrs perfect. You find someone who is good and then you build a long and strong relationship.
Don't knock yourself. The past is past. Make your current life and love the best you ever had.
Watch more porn, read less Harlequin Novels.
LOL
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The perfect relationship is she delivers ass to your house, then goes home afterwards.
Excellent point, right up to where pahick looks out his bedroom window to see an Indian tracker pointing at his front door and telling a raging dude with a 12 gauge. “She went in there”
"Regrets, I have a few, but then again, too few to mention." Mostly about opportunities I didn't take for various reasons. I think I ended up where I'm supposed to be and likely just spared myself some heartache along the way. Every relationship taught me something important and things I needed to learn. Just remember, no matter how pretty or sweet some woman may seem, more likely than not, there's some guy who is sick and tired of putting up with her excrement.
Who the hell names their kid "Keanu" anyway? Musta had some drug addicted hippie parents or something.
Whoa, full stop. This is John Wick we're talking about. Immediately watch 1, 2, and 3 then get back to us. Seriously, this thread can wait.
This here campfire stuff is REAL.
How real is this Keanu Reaves dude movie stuff. John Wiki any more realistic than the Matrix?
I mean, there's important stuff goin' on here, while it's blowin and snowin outside.
Slummy's trying to make a run on renegade's post, get viewers away from him and all. And you want me to go watch movies?
And pahick's got the steam shovel out, regular pit mining equipment for diggin his grave I tell you.
Brother Val,
There is a Puppy in John Wick 1, more muscle cars and bikes in II, and kickazz dogs and cleavage in III. I'm not sayin' it's better than 'Fire drama, but it ain't bad.
Who the hell names their kid "Keanu" anyway? Musta had some drug addicted hippie parents or something.
Whoa, full stop. This is John Wick we're talking about. Immediately watch 1, 2, and 3 then get back to us. Seriously, this thread can wait.
This here campfire stuff is REAL.
How real is this Keanu Reaves dude movie stuff. John Wiki any more realistic than the Matrix?
I mean, there's important stuff goin' on here, while it's blowin and snowin outside.
Slummy's trying to make a run on renegade's post, get viewers away from him and all. And you want me to go watch movies?
And pahick's got the steam shovel out, regular pit mining equipment for diggin his grave I tell you.
Brother Val,
There is a Puppy in John Wick 1, more muscle cars and bikes in II, and kickazz dogs and cleavage in III. I'm not sayin' it's better than 'Fire drama, but it ain't bad.
I heard this today listening to the blues channel on SirrusXM and thought, "this guy has it figured out". Every woman's got one and I'm not talking about what's between their legs, I'm talking about this - - - -
Excellent point, right up to where pahick looks out his bedroom window to see an Indian tracker pointing at his front door and telling a raging dude with a 12 gauge. “She went in there”
This thread makes me really grateful to be with the same good woman for 40 years.
Thanks for starting it...I needed the reminder (I am a dude after all!).
Yep but a few years shy.
Throw in a couple of other Africa trips and twelve long days chasing brown bear in SE Alaska, well I have no complaints. Our three sons think there is no better Mom out there.
There are two that if things had gone different I wouldn't have minded, but life had other plans. Regrets no, I'm still good friends with both and talk to them on a regular basis.
Gotdamn, you's awful emotional, I have had no problems with Women, no fits, no hell raising, no drama, no giving me BS about anything, EVER! never lied to one, cheated on her or struck one with my hand, it's easy, as a younger man, duty called at times, I had to travel for work, always gave them a good hug and wished them the very best, it remains all good, then one fine sunny day I met my Wife, it's over, I DO NOT deserve/rate an Angel, yet here she remains.
He who finds a wife finds a good thing, And obtains favor from the Lord. Problem is, HE was referring to a real wife. Not some female the law says is your wife because you walked down the isle and tied the knot. You are blessed. Better to live on a corner of the roof than share a house with a quarrelsome wife. How would HE know? HE knows everything.
The disciples said to him, “If such is the case of a man with his wife, it is better not to marry.”
I always said no regrets, none. But I lied to myself. Went through a lot of women, way too many to discuss here. Two always on my mind. Always. Never mattered who else I was with.
The first one ill get judged for on here, but is what it is. We were young, I was 17 or so, she was 14. Jen. I actually set her up with my buddy. They went out twice, but he didnt have a car so I ended up picking her up for him. I kicked myself in the ass for setting them up and not going out with her myself. After their second date, I picked her up one day and I always flirt. But I went heavy and she was so horny it wasnt funny. I told her we cant go any further, shes dating my best friend. She said pull over at a phone booth ill break up with him...so I did lol. Ya im an azzhole. So we made plans but....I had girls all over the place and I was trying to run em all. Got busted when one found out I was dating her cousin. So I went back to Jen. But found out she ran away from home. I asked all her family that knew where she was, but nobody would tell me where she was.
Eventually 3 weeks later I found where she was and went to tell her I made some mistakes and wanted her. Man did I ever. I realized she was the one. But when I got there I rang the doorbell and a guy answered. A black dude. He asked who I was looking for and I said I have the wrong place and left. I grew up racist. Try not to be today, but it still comes back. Anyhow......she ended up pregnant and had a baby girl. I ran into her at a bar about 6 years later and she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and I pushed her off and told her to get the phugg away from me. I was hurt inside because I phugged up whorin around instead of sticking with her, I was afraid of what my parents might think. And knew all my buddies would give me schitt about dating her.
Ate at me for years. Unfortunately it still does, especially now since awhile back I was talking to a coworker about women and I brought her name up. Here she married his boy. SOB! He actually asked me not to interfere in her life. She has a good life now. I cant and wont do anything to harm that. Her husband has been with her through the tough times when she had cancer and was a true man being a dad to their kids and her daughter from before him.
But I cant stop thinking of her. So much times gone by I know, but I cant help it. What might have been. Jealousy. The list goes on. Cant tell her how much I miss her and sorry for acting like an azzhole and phugging up. Really do miss her a lot.
I always said no regrets, none. But I lied to myself. Went through a lot of women, way too many to discuss here. Two always on my mind. Always. Never mattered who else I was with.
The first one ill get judged for on here, but is what it is. We were young, I was 17 or so, she was 14. Jen. I actually set her up with my buddy. They went out twice, but he didnt have a car so I ended up picking her up for him. I kicked myself in the ass for setting them up and not going out with her myself. After their second date, I picked her up one day and I always flirt. But I went heavy and she was so horny it wasnt funny. I told her we cant go any further, shes dating my best friend. She said pull over at a phone booth ill break up with him...so I did lol. Ya im an azzhole. So we made plans but....I had girls all over the place and I was trying to run em all. Got busted when one found out I was dating her cousin. So I went back to Jen. But found out she ran away from home. I asked all her family that knew where she was, but nobody would tell me where she was.
Eventually 3 weeks later I found where she was and went to tell her I made some mistakes and wanted her. Man did I ever. I realized she was the one. But when I got there I rang the doorbell and a guy answered. A black dude. He asked who I was looking for and I said I have the wrong place and left. I grew up racist. Try not to be today, but it still comes back. Anyhow......she ended up pregnant and had a baby girl. I ran into her at a bar about 6 years later and she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and I pushed her off and told her to get the phugg away from me. I was hurt inside because I phugged up whorin around instead of sticking with her, I was afraid of what my parents might think. And knew all my buddies would give me schitt about dating her.
Ate at me for years. Unfortunately it still does, especially now since awhile back I was talking to a coworker about women and I brought her name up. Here she married his boy. SOB! He actually asked me not to interfere in her life. She has a good life now. I cant and wont do anything to harm that. Her husband has been with her through the tough times when she had cancer and was a true man being a dad to their kids and her daughter from before him.
But I cant stop thinking of her. So much times gone by I know, but I cant help it. What might have been. Jealousy. The list goes on. Cant tell her how much I miss her and sorry for acting like an azzhole and phugging up. Really do miss her a lot.
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I dont drink anymore, how else am I to entertain myself? lol
I always said no regrets, none. But I lied to myself. Went through a lot of women, way too many to discuss here. Two always on my mind. Always. Never mattered who else I was with.
The first one ill get judged for on here, but is what it is. We were young, I was 17 or so, she was 14. Jen. I actually set her up with my buddy. They went out twice, but he didnt have a car so I ended up picking her up for him. I kicked myself in the ass for setting them up and not going out with her myself. After their second date, I picked her up one day and I always flirt. But I went heavy and she was so horny it wasnt funny. I told her we cant go any further, shes dating my best friend. She said pull over at a phone booth ill break up with him...so I did lol. Ya im an azzhole. So we made plans but....I had girls all over the place and I was trying to run em all. Got busted when one found out I was dating her cousin. So I went back to Jen. But found out she ran away from home. I asked all her family that knew where she was, but nobody would tell me where she was.
Eventually 3 weeks later I found where she was and went to tell her I made some mistakes and wanted her. Man did I ever. I realized she was the one. But when I got there I rang the doorbell and a guy answered. A black dude. He asked who I was looking for and I said I have the wrong place and left. I grew up racist. Try not to be today, but it still comes back. Anyhow......she ended up pregnant and had a baby girl. I ran into her at a bar about 6 years later and she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and I pushed her off and told her to get the phugg away from me. I was hurt inside because I phugged up whorin around instead of sticking with her, I was afraid of what my parents might think. And knew all my buddies would give me schitt about dating her.
Ate at me for years. Unfortunately it still does, especially now since awhile back I was talking to a coworker about women and I brought her name up. Here she married his boy. SOB! He actually asked me not to interfere in her life. She has a good life now. I cant and wont do anything to harm that. Her husband has been with her through the tough times when she had cancer and was a true man being a dad to their kids and her daughter from before him.
But I cant stop thinking of her. So much times gone by I know, but I cant help it. What might have been. Jealousy. The list goes on. Cant tell her how much I miss her and sorry for acting like an azzhole and phugging up. Really do miss her a lot.
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I dont drink anymore, how else am I to entertain myself? lol
Originally Posted by pahick
Originally Posted by jackmountain
Originally Posted by pahick
Just gettin stuff off my chest.
I always said no regrets, none. But I lied to myself. Went through a lot of women, way too many to discuss here. Two always on my mind. Always. Never mattered who else I was with.
The first one ill get judged for on here, but is what it is. We were young, I was 17 or so, she was 14. Jen. I actually set her up with my buddy. They went out twice, but he didnt have a car so I ended up picking her up for him. I kicked myself in the ass for setting them up and not going out with her myself. After their second date, I picked her up one day and I always flirt. But I went heavy and she was so horny it wasnt funny. I told her we cant go any further, shes dating my best friend. She said pull over at a phone booth ill break up with him...so I did lol. Ya im an azzhole. So we made plans but....I had girls all over the place and I was trying to run em all. Got busted when one found out I was dating her cousin. So I went back to Jen. But found out she ran away from home. I asked all her family that knew where she was, but nobody would tell me where she was.
Eventually 3 weeks later I found where she was and went to tell her I made some mistakes and wanted her. Man did I ever. I realized she was the one. But when I got there I rang the doorbell and a guy answered. A black dude. He asked who I was looking for and I said I have the wrong place and left. I grew up racist. Try not to be today, but it still comes back. Anyhow......she ended up pregnant and had a baby girl. I ran into her at a bar about 6 years later and she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and I pushed her off and told her to get the phugg away from me. I was hurt inside because I phugged up whorin around instead of sticking with her, I was afraid of what my parents might think. And knew all my buddies would give me schitt about dating her.
Ate at me for years. Unfortunately it still does, especially now since awhile back I was talking to a coworker about women and I brought her name up. Here she married his boy. SOB! He actually asked me not to interfere in her life. She has a good life now. I cant and wont do anything to harm that. Her husband has been with her through the tough times when she had cancer and was a true man being a dad to their kids and her daughter from before him.
But I cant stop thinking of her. So much times gone by I know, but I cant help it. What might have been. Jealousy. The list goes on. Cant tell her how much I miss her and sorry for acting like an azzhole and phugging up. Really do miss her a lot.
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I dont drink anymore, how else am I to entertain myself? lol
Spanish lessons and self flagellation if your name is fireballz.
Who the hell names their kid "Keanu" anyway? Musta had some drug addicted hippie parents or something.
Whoa, full stop. This is John Wick we're talking about. Immediately watch 1, 2, and 3 then get back to us. Seriously, this thread can wait.
This here campfire stuff is REAL.
How real is this Keanu Reaves dude movie stuff. John Wiki any more realistic than the Matrix?
I mean, there's important stuff goin' on here, while it's blowin and snowin outside.
Slummy's trying to make a run on renegade's post, get viewers away from him and all. And you want me to go watch movies?
And pahick's got the steam shovel out, regular pit mining equipment for diggin his grave I tell you.
Brother Val,
There is a Puppy in John Wick 1, more muscle cars and bikes in II, and kickazz dogs and cleavage in III. I'm not sayin' it's better than 'Fire drama, but it ain't bad.
Well, I'm not stopping what I'm doing to go stream them now. Puppies, tiddies, and vehicles notwithstanding.
I think the wife was watching one of them the other day, I went and did other scheidt. Perhaps, especially for the third version and cleavage (any good azz shots, I'm more of an azz than tiddies man) I may pay more attention the next time it comes around.
But, if 48 Hours, or Murder in the Heartland, is on........all bets are off on the Keanu stuff.
Son of a bitch, been driving 2 days and missed this sheit. I need an update.
Abridged version:
pahick fûck’d a kid, when he was a kid, and still loves her after 20 years.
pahick has a death wish of dying by sucking on the muzzle of a Remington 870 held by the now older Lass’s husband. Gauge size of the 870 to be determined later at time of his autopsy.
Members are reminiscing about love and whores lost, yada, yada, yada, with the occasional post of please post pictures if you hump her or it didn’t happen.
Kleenex and jack lube is reportedly out of stock in several small town stores.
Son of a bitch, been driving 2 days and missed this sheit. I need an update.
Abridged version:
pahick fûck’d a kid, when he was a kid, and still loves her after 20 years.
pahick has a death wish of dying by sucking on the muzzle of an Remington 870 held by the now older Lass’s husband. Gauge size of the 870 to be determined later at time of his autopsy.
Members are reminiscing about love and whores lost, yada, yada, yada, with the occasional post of please post pictures if you hump her or it didn’t happen.
Kleenex and jack lube is reportedly out of stock in several small town stores.
More to come....Hopefully.
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Lmfao . . . . . .oh I read it, every single post. 🤣
Son of a bitch, been driving 2 days and missed this sheit. I need an update.
Abridged version:
pahick fûck’d a kid, when he was a kid, and still loves her after 20 years.
pahick has a death wish of dying by sucking on the muzzle of an Remington 870 held by the now older Lass’s husband. Gauge size of the 870 to be determined later at time of his autopsy.
Members are reminiscing about love and whores lost, yada, yada, yada, with the occasional post of please post pictures if you hump her or it didn’t happen.
Kleenex and jack lube is reportedly out of stock in several small town stores.
More to come....Hopefully.
🦫
Lmfao . . . . . .oh I read it, every single post. 🤣
Blessed we are to have pahick....He’s one of a kind.
He who finds a wife finds a good thing, And obtains favor from the Lord. Problem is, HE was referring to a real wife. Not some female the law says is your wife because you walked down the isle and tied the knot. You are blessed. Better to live on a corner of the roof than share a house with a quarrelsome wife. How would HE know? HE knows everything.
The disciples said to him, “If such is the case of a man with his wife, it is better not to marry.”
lol
Well, if thats the case with a man and his wife, he already screwed up and is married, and you know what HE said about divorce.
Son of a bitch, been driving 2 days and missed this sheit. I need an update.
Abridged version:
pahick fûck’d a kid, when he was a kid, and still loves her after 20 years.
pahick has a death wish of dying by sucking on the muzzle of an Remington 870 held by the now older Lass’s husband. Gauge size of the 870 to be determined later at time of his autopsy.
Members are reminiscing about love and whores lost, yada, yada, yada, with the occasional post of please post pictures if you hump her or it didn’t happen.
Kleenex and jack lube is reportedly out of stock in several small town stores.
More to come....Hopefully.
🦫
Lmfao . . . . . .oh I read it, every single post. 🤣
Blessed we are to have pahick....He’s one of a kind.
Son of a bitch, been driving 2 days and missed this sheit. I need an update.
Abridged version:
pahick fûck’d a kid, when he was a kid, and still loves her after 20 years.
pahick has a death wish of dying by sucking on the muzzle of an Remington 870 held by the now older Lass’s husband. Gauge size of the 870 to be determined later at time of his autopsy.
Members are reminiscing about love and whores lost, yada, yada, yada, with the occasional post of please post pictures if you hump her or it didn’t happen.
Kleenex and jack lube is reportedly out of stock in several small town stores.
More to come....Hopefully.
🦫
Lmfao . . . . . .oh I read it, every single post. 🤣
Blessed we are to have pahick....He’s one of a kind.
🦫
Well, this thread IS funner than some others.
Indeed.
Although, I’m not certain whether members are rooting for pahick to hit her clam or catch a bullet.
Any man who lives long enough will eventually come to the conclusion that everything associated with procreation is a form of hormone induced insanity.
Son of a bitch, been driving 2 days and missed this sheit. I need an update.
Abridged version:
pahick fûck’d a kid, when he was a kid, and still loves her after 20 years.
pahick has a death wish of dying by sucking on the muzzle of a Remington 870 held by the now older Lass’s husband. Gauge size of the 870 to be determined later at time of his autopsy.
Members are reminiscing about love and whores lost, yada, yada, yada, with the occasional post of please post pictures if you hump her or it didn’t happen.
Kleenex and jack lube is reportedly out of stock in several small town stores.
First, I totally know what you’re saying. I was all about “bros before hos” and “bro code” until I found out the hard way that I took it way more seriously than others.
Second, your story had me so caught up that I thought there was gonna be a punch line at the end!
The punch line is.....im afraid I never grew up, that ill never stick with one woman. That if I do, ill settle because I phugged up with the ones I should have been with.
I think you should find an oak pallet and get some 16 penny nails and drive them into the pallet with your forehead.
Son of a bitch, been driving 2 days and missed this sheit. I need an update.
Abridged version:
pahick fûck’d a kid, when he was a kid, and still loves her after 20 years.
pahick has a death wish of dying by sucking on the muzzle of an Remington 870 held by the now older Lass’s husband. Gauge size of the 870 to be determined later at time of his autopsy.
Members are reminiscing about love and whores lost, yada, yada, yada, with the occasional post of please post pictures if you hump her or it didn’t happen.
Kleenex and jack lube is reportedly out of stock in several small town stores.
More to come....Hopefully.
🦫
Lmfao . . . . . .oh I read it, every single post. 🤣
Blessed we are to have pahick....He’s one of a kind.
Any man who lives long enough will eventually come to the conclusion that everything associated with procreation is a form of hormone induced insanity.
Nah, I disagree. I'd be a much lesser man without my family. Lonely and bitter is no way to go through life.
Any man who lives long enough will eventually come to the conclusion that everything associated with procreation is a form of hormone induced insanity.
Nah, I disagree. I'd be a much lesser man without my family. Lonely and bitter is no way to go through life.
Maybe so. But unless I miss my guess, you weren't thinking about "family" when puzzy first caught your attention.
I'm still trying to figure out which thread is mo better....the baloney chronicles or the lost love rekindled facebook hook up. lol
Thanks for the laughs Pahick....you're a good sport too!
No doubt ! pahick is solid.
He’s nut-fûck’n crazy, but the kind of pard you want to know, so you can hear all the shîtty decisions he makes in his life while pounding beers and doing shots together.
I'm still trying to figure out which thread is mo better....the baloney chronicles or the lost love rekindled facebook hook up. lol
Thanks for the laughs Pahick....you're a good sport too!
No doubt ! pahick is solid.
He’s nut-fûck’n crazy, but kind of pard you want to know, so you can hear all the shîtty decisions he makes in his life while pounding beers and doing shots together.
😬 🦫
So you can hear all the scheidty decisions he makes and decide they're not for you?
I'm still trying to figure out which thread is mo better....the baloney chronicles or the lost love rekindled facebook hook up. lol
Thanks for the laughs Pahick....you're a good sport too!
No doubt ! pahick is solid.
He’s nut-fûck’n crazy, but kind of pard you want to know, so you can hear all the shîtty decisions he makes in his life while pounding beers and doing shots together.
😬 🦫
So you can hear all the scheidty decisions he makes and decide they're not for you?
Nah, I made plenty of bad decisions on my own...That’s why there’s no judgment from me for pahick.
It’s his rodeo. I’m just watching, hoping he makes it to 8 seconds or get’s stomped. Either way, he’ll survive for another good story in the future.
Any man who lives long enough will eventually come to the conclusion that everything associated with procreation is a form of hormone induced insanity.
Nah, I disagree. I'd be a much lesser man without my family. Lonely and bitter is no way to go through life.
Just because you're alone doesn't mean you're lonely. Maybe if you're a codependent beta male...
I'm still trying to figure out which thread is mo better....the baloney chronicles or the lost love rekindled facebook hook up. lol
Thanks for the laughs Pahick....you're a good sport too!
No doubt ! pahick is solid.
He’s nut-fûck’n crazy, but kind of pard you want to know, so you can hear all the shîtty decisions he makes in his life while pounding beers and doing shots together.
😬 🦫
So you can hear all the scheidty decisions he makes and decide they're not for you?
Nah, I made plenty of bad decisions on my own...That’s why there’s no judgment from me for pahick.
It’s his rodeo. I’m just watching, hoping he makes it to 8 seconds or get’s stomped. Either way, he’ll survive for another good story in the future.
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Wish I'd been a 'fire reader before I committed financial suicide by marrying evil #2.
Not saying anyone could have changed my mind since it was completely controlled by the little head...
I'm hoping he gets a good ride and lives through it with his wallet intact and no extra holes.
There’s worse things than ending up in a pool of blood. She might move in..... and bring his kids.....
tell me about that chit, got up to go heat up the enchiladas I saved for today, and they're gone, one of those f-cking stepsons ate them after I told her to make sure nobody ate them.
There’s worse things than ending up in a pool of blood. She might move in..... and bring his kids.....
tell me about that chit, got up to go heat up the enchiladas I saved for today, and they're gone, one of those f-cking stepsons ate them after I told her to make sure nobody ate them.
There’s worse things than ending up in a pool of blood. She might move in..... and bring his kids.....
tell me about that chit, got up to go heat up the enchiladas I saved for today, and they're gone, one of those f-cking stepsons ate them after I told her to make sure nobody ate them.
Too many want to recapture their youth and play the FB game of " just old friends" and end up wrecking families.
Grow the fugg up.
This.
I was friends with an old high school flame on FB. She and I grew up together, in the same neighborhood.
She wanted to get back with me, (marry) after being married for nearly 30 years to a decent guy.
I wouldn't do it. Even though I loved her, and she has to be one of the sexiest, hottest women I've ever seen.
Broke her heart that I wouldn't let her wreck her marriage and drive a wedge in her family. She just didn't understand that.... I did understand it very well. I had broken up a marriage in my younger years and lived through the problems that ensued.
I stuck to my guns. She may not be happy with me, but at least she's still with her long time husband, and her kids don't hate her.
There’s worse things than ending up in a pool of blood. She might move in..... and bring his kids.....
tell me about that chit, got up to go heat up the enchiladas I saved for today, and they're gone, one of those f-cking stepsons ate them after I told her to make sure nobody ate them.
There’s worse things than ending up in a pool of blood. She might move in..... and bring his kids.....
tell me about that chit, got up to go heat up the enchiladas I saved for today, and they're gone, one of those f-cking stepsons ate them after I told her to make sure nobody ate them.
There’s worse things than ending up in a pool of blood. She might move in..... and bring his kids.....
tell me about that chit, got up to go heat up the enchiladas I saved for today, and they're gone, one of those f-cking stepsons ate them after I told her to make sure nobody ate them.
LOL!!!! Can ya even claim em as a dependant???
lol,..I recall they ate Roger's tamales last time.
There’s worse things than ending up in a pool of blood. She might move in..... and bring his kids.....
tell me about that chit, got up to go heat up the enchiladas I saved for today, and they're gone, one of those f-cking stepsons ate them after I told her to make sure nobody ate them.
Never let a woman with baggage move in. They're welcome to visit but they can't stay. I was told this and I told my kids this.
There’s worse things than ending up in a pool of blood. She might move in..... and bring his kids.....
tell me about that chit, got up to go heat up the enchiladas I saved for today, and they're gone, one of those f-cking stepsons ate them after I told her to make sure nobody ate them.
There’s worse things than ending up in a pool of blood. She might move in..... and bring his kids.....
tell me about that chit, got up to go heat up the enchiladas I saved for today, and they're gone, one of those f-cking stepsons ate them after I told her to make sure nobody ate them.
LOL!!!! Can ya even claim em as a dependant???
I think they’re like 40.
Make up another plate and get a pic of your cock and balls laying on the food. After it’s eaten put the pic on the fridge door. 😂
There’s worse things than ending up in a pool of blood. She might move in..... and bring his kids.....
tell me about that chit, got up to go heat up the enchiladas I saved for today, and they're gone, one of those f-cking stepsons ate them after I told her to make sure nobody ate them.
LOL!!!! Can ya even claim em as a dependant???
I think they’re like 40.
Make up another plate and get a pic of your cock and balls laying on the food. After it’s eaten put the pic on the fridge door. 😂
LOL I'll do that, one of them when he was 16, I pinned him down pulled my shorts down, and farted in his face, use to have a pic of it on film his mom took.
There’s worse things than ending up in a pool of blood. She might move in..... and bring his kids.....
tell me about that chit, got up to go heat up the enchiladas I saved for today, and they're gone, one of those f-cking stepsons ate them after I told her to make sure nobody ate them.
You know well and good a Mexican woman is never gonna deny food to anyone, especially their kids.
Tienes hambre hijo? Mira mi amor, hay enchiladas en la heladera. Cometelos!
Jorge made a comment one time and said hot Hispanic chicks have a short shelf life. You know what the difference is between a Hispanic grandma and an elephant...?
I haven't read much of this and I assume that some are very pro and some very anti. I got married a couple years after college and that one was a big ++. We had in 33 years before cancer took her. A couple years later, I remarried and we have in 12. It's another big ++. I wouldn't trade either of them for anything.
Jorge made a comment one time and said hot Hispanic chicks have a short shelf life. You know what the difference is between a Hispanic grandma and an elephant...?
‘Bout 50 pounds.
my old lady was 102(too skinny and that was after having 4 boys) at 37 when I met her, she's about 135 now at 66. She just turned into a dud about 12 yrs ago.
We always let the good ones slip away,i was fortunate that a friend of mine ran into one of my "good ones" almost 20 years later.He had her business card,i called her up and asked her to lunch,i apoligized for being a DICK and one thing led to another,we got married a year later and have one daughter.I was very lucky to get a second chance,most don 't.
Its hard....I still cant believe how torn up I am over this. She was the ONLY one! Or maybe the second one was. I dont know. Either way I just dont know how I can move on!
If only I had a direct line to Dr Flave....and now I pissed him off. Ill never get better I tell ya. Women....PFFFTTT!!!
I missed out on too many by trying to make "good" decisions and "doing the right thing" only to find that it didn't matter and I should/could have had the time of my life.
Its hard....I still cant believe how torn up I am over this. She was the ONLY one! Or maybe the second one was. I dont know. Either way I just dont know how I can move on!
If only I had a direct line to Dr Flave....and now I pissed him off. Ill never get better I tell ya. Women....PFFFTTT!!!
Fill us in on what's been going on you 2timing sex fiend .
Figured out long ago that chasing shoulda, woulda, coulda, is a waste of time and energy.
This is how I figure it as well. You might have an opinion but really have no idea how something would have turned out should you had made a different choice. No idea.
The only advice my dad gave me as a kid was not to trust anybody. Then he said, "Especially your wife." I went broke twice in divorces. When your dad tells you something listen especially when you are dumber than a stump like I was.
Two for sure, one while in school, going into grade ten, figured now i was moving up in the world i would find someone better, so dumper her, regret how i did that. Another was a family that my dad had known most of his life, his buddy had four daughters, took a shine to two of them, one i did not figure i had a chance with, went for the younger one. used to go up to where they lived in Savanah, near a place called Wallachin, he was a very successful man, anyway on one trip she had gotten out of the hospital, appendicitis i believe and was in tough shape, but recuperating. Anyway, the mom figured i overstayed my welcome and chase me out, the father just said, "you best go" sadly never went back, eventually tried to find her in Kamloops where the family had moved to, an old guy said the father had passed and he had been predeceased by a daughter, came to find out it was the one i had fallen for, she had committed suicide, but her mom blamed her boyfriend and said he had been the one who hanged her, anyway tragic and it hurt to hear of it. Out of the four girls, three had ended up with either drug issues or booze problems, sad as i thought growing up in a small town would have kept them safe.
The only advice my dad gave me as a kid was not to trust anybody. Then he said, "Especially your wife." I went broke twice in divorces. When your dad tells you something listen especially when you are dumber than a stump like I was.
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