19th Dec 2008
There Has to be Attraction
Call me a little hal but I think looks really matter. I am not nice of how a person you are, there must be some sort of attraction. Otherwise, it is forced to pull due to major convincing. Hate to break it to you, but you May convince your eyes that your significant other is decent, or in some cases extremely beautiful miraculous .. but the world does not even your eyes. For example, I have this friend, a really hot chick, I’ll call her B. It ’sa Smokin’ Babe, maybe not the top of the list, in my opinion, but it can certainly men to turn his head. It is cute. You get the damn track, okay. Well, since it is this guy fucking ridiculously ugly, C. I mean his friends and even family and myself from time to time have told him that "Aww, I’m happy for you", "Aww you two look so happy", "It’s a cutter," but we are all fucking lying. The fact is that it is ugly. Not for you. People watch the two of fun, if they have not already. I know I am not a path right to give my expert opinion on looks, but I think I’m a fucking beautiful man. I dress the part, I will ride of religion, in fact I look at my priority because impressions do matter in the world in which we live today. This has been a long time to issue dated that I felt the need to discuss. And quite frankly, I am not yet done so. Ok so C is now with B. Right? Good move .. C is now to have this vote of confidence it may have that he wants because if B is fucking beautiful. EEEEEH Wrong. It does not happen that way, it is MA-GOO research, Weirdo, creeper, however you want to save. I’m sure he has a heart like Jesus, but looks damn question. They just do. That’s all I have to say. I am concerned that my future children might look, so you will never hear me say someone is beautiful unless you have 100% back-up of family and friends.
For my family and friends: Please rescue me a case like C & B because I never want to feel this damn pathetic, never.
Very well done, I am with my soap box, wheeeew, felt that much better. I have a date for tomorrow evening, Kathryn canceled dinner because she felt under the weather … as if surprising that I am, I went to get some Jason’s Deli Chicken Noodle Soup, a Club Royale (no ham), fruit cup, and, of course, cheesecake ice cream at Cold Stone Brownies. I bought her a new Canon camera with a big ass memory card. With a coach purse. It was super excited, gave me a big kiss (on my cheek) and told me I was her boyfriend BFF for life. Then she asked: "Are you in the Mafia? Where did this money?" Then I had to explain how dad won a few large species on the Texans and Cowboys last Thursday night. I draw about $ 8000 in the two games. A small bet unground, if you want to say. Strictly professional and I do not have a gambling problem, just damn lucky.
Well, my ass will be hot chocolate and drink it by my extraordinarily warm fire. If only I had someone to share this experience with … I know Adrian Keep dreaming. Ya’ll later friendly folk readin ‘my blog.
Call me a little hal but I think looks really matter. I am not nice of how a person you are, there must be some sort of attraction. Otherwise, it is forced to pull due to major convincing. Hate to break it to you, but you May convince your eyes that your significant other is decent, or in some cases extremely beautiful miraculous .. but the world does not even your eyes. For example, I have this friend, a really hot chick, I’ll call her B. It ’sa Smokin’ Babe, maybe not the top of the list, in my opinion, but it can certainly men to turn his head. It is cute. You get the damn track, okay. Well, since it is this guy fucking ridiculously ugly, C. I mean his friends and even family and myself from time to time have told him that "Aww, I’m happy for you", "Aww you two look so happy", "It’s a cutter," but we are all fucking lying. The fact is that it is ugly. Not for you. People watch the two of fun, if they have not already. I know I am not a path right to give my expert opinion on looks, but I think I’m a fucking beautiful man. I dress the part, I will ride of religion, in fact I look at my priority because impressions do matter in the world in which we live today. This has been a long time to issue dated that I felt the need to discuss. And quite frankly, I am not yet done so. Ok so C is now with B. Right? Good move .. C is now to have this vote of confidence it may have that he wants because if B is fucking beautiful. EEEEEH Wrong. It does not happen that way, it is MA-GOO research, Weirdo, creeper, however you want to save. I’m sure he has a heart like Jesus, but looks damn question. They just do. That’s all I have to say. I am concerned that my future children might look, so you will never hear me say someone is beautiful unless you have 100% back-up of family and friends.
For my family and friends: Please rescue me a case like C & B because I never want to feel this damn pathetic, never.
Very well done, I am with my soap box, wheeeew, felt that much better. I have a date for tomorrow evening, Kathryn canceled dinner because she felt under the weather … as if surprising that I am, I went to get some Jason’s Deli Chicken Noodle Soup, a Club Royale (no ham), fruit cup, and, of course, cheesecake ice cream at Cold Stone Brownies. I bought her a new Canon camera with a big ass memory card. With a coach purse. It was super excited, gave me a big kiss (on my cheek) and told me I was her boyfriend BFF for life. Then she asked: "Are you in the Mafia? Where did this money?" Then I had to explain how dad won a few large species on the Texans and Cowboys last Thursday night. I draw about $ 8000 in the two games. A small bet unground, if you want to say. Strictly professional and I do not have a gambling problem, just damn lucky.
Well, my ass will be hot chocolate and drink it by my extraordinarily warm fire. If only I had someone to share this experience with … I know Adrian Keep dreaming. Ya’ll later friendly folk readin ‘my blog.
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