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 Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 10:37 am
There is just so much glitter and sequins that a person can take before they lose it. Seriously, ruby plates? Glitter body paint? A glow-in-the-dark bedspread? After the first month I had a constant migraine. I haven't heard from her in a while, but there was a rumour that she'd entered the magic business and was in a steamy affair with Liberace. Oh well. Whatever makes her happy. 
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 1:33 pm
Ugh. Would you look at that scruffy hair!
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 3:38 pm
We did really well at first. We had lots of long philosophical discussions, we read books together; everything was wonderful. Yeah, things were going great until I found out she prefers Chaucer to Shakespeare. *sigh* Everything was just downhill after that. We were never the same. ^Girl.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 6:55 pm
She would just say randomly "I'm going out back..." and go missing for hours on end with her trowl.....when she left "to go out back" one day, I just uped and left. I wonder what she is doing right now with her trowl.....
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 8:37 pm
Do you know how often he went out on that motercycle of his? It makes you wonder......Nah...
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 6:36 pm
Actually, she was a great wife. Kind, caring, thoughtful, you name it! But one night...it was dark and a terrible storm was going on. She needed to go to the local animal shelter to keep the animals company durring the storm. Well the next day the police had asked me to come "down town" for some reason. I knew what them ment when they asked me "Can you identify this body?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 7:42 pm
It wasn't bad being married to an older woman. She was sweet, she always baked me cookies, she told great stories. Sure, things weren't very exciting, but I thought our marraige was going great. ...Then one day I come home and she and her senior aerobics teacher are doing a *different* type of aerobics! gonk I'm still not over it, but I've tried to move on.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 3:27 pm
Don't get me wrong, I loved her more than anything but then I found out how bad a person she was! she wore fur coats, she smoked, she had even killed her last husband I was okay with this until she decided to put out her ciggarette in my eye!
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 4:19 pm
Things were going perfectly fine. We met on the internet. He said he was twenty. We started talking and hit it off right away. Aftera month or two, we got married via a virtual priest. Let me tell ya, I was on floating in the clouds for that last month. But then we decided to meet in real life for the first time. Let me just put it this way....he definately wasn't twenty.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 4:58 pm
Well he was a door to door salesman. It wasn't the fact that he was a salesman But I came home one day to find He had sold ALL my stuff. samurai chick!
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 5:38 pm
Enelya Anarion Living with her was like living with the Addam's Family! You ask her what's for dinner and she'd hold up our pet cat. A person can only handle so much darkness, and walking through a graveyard every night for a romantic getaway is just a tad too much for the normal!
Oh, and did I mention that she'd snore louder than a stampede!? At least I got to keep the kitchen sink after that divorce. (If I was a guy....) She wore way too many shiny things, and when we went on the Honeymoon cruise,in the ballroom, when they saw how drab my tux was, everybody was talking to me, "Sell some of your honey's bling to at least pay for a slighty acceptable tuxedo, man." Why was this gal divorced?
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 3:17 pm
I liked that she was cheerful and had a funky African princess thing going on, but I just couldn't stand being dragged to those kinky clubs with her! And I certainly didn't like being bossed around, either. I need someone a little closer to my own tastes.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 6:52 pm
Well I thought that he was cool but then he got all dramatic... I would say "do the dishes" and he would say "I hate my life!" Or I would say "Take out the garbage" and he would say " Why do you hate me?!" He just sat in his room painting his "pictures" (since it was so rudely skipped) (EDIT: Wierd some of these on this page dissapeared, they were here before...)
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 11:59 pm
Asumie06 Well I thought that he was cool but then he got all dramatic... I would say "do the dishes" and he would say "I hate my life!" Or I would say "Take out the garbage" and he would say " Why do you hate me?!" He just sat in his room painting his "pictures" (since it was so rudely skipped) O noes! The picture is not showing up. sad Can you try again?
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 10:49 am
Asumie06 Well I thought that he was cool but then he got all dramatic... I would say "do the dishes" and he would say "I hate my life!" Or I would say "Take out the garbage" and he would say " Why do you hate me?!" He just sat in his room painting his "pictures" (since it was so rudely skipped) (EDIT: Wierd some of these on this page dissapeared, they were here before...) Well....she was nice and all, but whenever I asked her to put her collection of swords somewere else, she just started to carry them around! Every time she would go to work, I would eventually get a call saying she stabed another person for not paying their bill when she gave it to them. So you can guess my reaction when she stabed her boss....=.=;;;
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