Ask me any question ..... Just don't expect to like the answer :D

Do you dress for yourself.... your wife.... other men.... or other women?


You do know that I charge extra for back tracking and doing your bidding, right?
Lucky for you, I'm in a fairly good mood, and this time it's on me.



:D
 
what in the hell are you talking about

I dress to put clothes on :p

piss on everybody else.

Once again.. this isn't about me.... *snicker*

If you should ever happen to pick up a magazine (Playboy) and actually read the articles ( :24: ) or any other magazine such as Woman's Day, Vogue, etc., you will see articles that discuss how people dress for others. Believe it or not! Most women dress for other women cause we all know men don't know shit about fashion anyway. All they care about is if it's short enough, tight enough, cut low enough, and if it's red or black!

So that was why the question was put forth to you at this time.

Please don't fret on my feelings being hurt. I will get over this abuse soon enough. Now... let's work on your abuse shall we? < oh looky... a question



How old were you on your very first date?
 
Yes I do realize how old you are. As old as dirt and then some :p


:p

I was meaning while you were out partying and such you dork :p
when I was a senior in HS they lowered the drinking age to 18. a bad idea for any place considering that.:nod:

It was the end of the year and we did not have school the next day. So my best bud and I went to the bar. We got stinking drunk. I did the navigating while he drove home by my closing one eye to remove the double vision. Walked in the house and banged off the walls going upstairs.

No need to go into the ugly details after that but my dad had a leather pouch that his keys were in. I bought the same thing as I liked his. Apparently when I came in the house I picked his keys up off the counter and he had no keys in the morning. Mother asked me later that day if I had seen his keys and yup they were upstairs in my bedroom. :willy_nilly::willy_nilly::willy_nilly:
 
when I was a senior in HS they lowered the drinking age to 18. a bad idea for any place considering that.:nod:

It was the end of the year and we did not have school the next day. So my best bud and I went to the bar. We got stinking drunk. I did the navigating while he drove home by my closing one eye to remove the double vision. Walked in the house and banged off the walls going upstairs.

No need to go into the ugly details after that but my dad had a leather pouch that his keys were in. I bought the same thing as I liked his. Apparently when I came in the house I picked his keys up off the counter and he had no keys in the morning. Mother asked me later that day if I had seen his keys and yup they were upstairs in my bedroom. :willy_nilly::willy_nilly::willy_nilly:


Uh huh! lol goof :24::24::24:
 
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