Can't Find Miss Right?

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Jake
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When you least expect it, out of the sun a shadow will form... A breeze will blow but you won't feel it... Flowers will grow around your feet... So many you swear you will trip... With perfume so strong you will feel you should vomit... Multiple mixes of color on birds as they circle your head yet you can't hear their song... Remember to duck before beak is inserted in ear... None of this matters as that shadow in the sun forms into the biggest eyes with the brightest smile... You feel yourself melting into a puddle of glistening white ooze as she walks past... Oh, my... Oh, my... Oh, my... Oh, gawd, pray the Mrs didn't see...

 

OMG ! Only the last few words  saved me from throwing up !  Nice one Bob  :thumbsup:

 

I don't know Mate.....I had a different reaction to his last sentence.  First, our man Bob started off his 

poetry as really corny but with a lot of passion -- just my style, thank you very much.

 

And then, at the last sentence (his climax) I started to get all hot and bothered because it reads like

something from Penthouse forum.....he, he.  I believe he accidently mixed his meds with Viagra and

our man Bob started to melt uncontrollably.  According to Gaggle, it's called oozing in Toronto with

that unique French-Canadian accent -- Oh my gawd.....oh gawd!

 

Gotta love them Canadians........

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i am bob
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I gotta admit...  I was just having some fun with that little story of mine...

 

The truth is the wife did see, kicked the guy out of the house and took his bank accounts and cash...  He goes and find the woman who made him melt into the white ooze (just for you Jake!) and finds out she is married - right after he gets into bed with her...  Several years later and still sitting in jail, he meets the cell mate of his dreams...  A ladyboy who is 5 feet tall and weighs 600 lbs!  What could be more romantic than this?

 

Would you like this written in the same sweet sickly prose as before?  Forget about it!!!

 

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Jake
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I gotta admit...  I was just having some fun with that little story of mine...

 

The truth is the wife did see, kicked the guy out of the house and took his bank accounts and cash...  He goes and find the woman who made him melt into the white ooze (just for you Jake!) and finds out she is married - right after he gets into bed with her...  Several years later and still sitting in jail, he meets the cell mate of his dreams...  A ladyboy who is 5 feet tall and weighs 600 lbs!  What could be more romantic than this?

 

Would you like this written in the same sweet sickly prose as before?  Forget about it!!!

 

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Forgetaboutit -- you've done enough oozing already......he, he.

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oldutot
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Old55,

           If it was me, being a expat if I were living in the Philippines. No I would not want to be tied down with one woman in the Philippines. And foreigners looking for a wife in the Phils,  a lot of guys don't have a clue. The first guy at a Pinay door step is

generally they choose. 

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intrepid
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Are any Expats living in Da Philippines unable to find the right one?

 

Don't worry about finding the RIGHT one.  She will come along.  In the meantime spend your time with the LEFT one. The TOP one.  The CENTER one.  The BOTTOM one.  The BACK one.  Well, you get the idea :hystery: .

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robert k
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Papa Carl, once again You Are the Man! They actually listen to you? Sheesh, they tune me out! :) 

 

I was having dinner with my intended at her family's house, the 13w bulb lighting the room dimly. Sitting side by side I complimented my intended on the meal she helped to prepare and wispering sweet somethings in her ear, to which she replied, ok. Sometimes it's good to have your ladies family around. I immediately told her mother what had happened who told everyone and all had a good laugh. Then prospective Mom in law had a talk with her daughter who had not dated much that when you have a man who is romantic and your answer is just "ok", soon he will stop putting in the effort. :1 (103):That one didn't work out but with her mom as an example, there are some awesome women out there, you just have to find them. :)

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Methersgate
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Given that fornication is practically the national sport, one will find oneself practically under siege.
 

 

So if Miss Right does not happen along, try a few dozen Miss Wrongs! 

 

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Old55
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Given that fornication is practically the national sport, one will find oneself practically under siege.

 

 

So if Miss Right does not happen along, try a few dozen Miss Wrongs! 

 

 

So you are saying multiple wrongs may make right? Very logical sir!

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Jake
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Are any Expats living in Da Philippines unable to find the right one?

 

Don't worry about finding the RIGHT one.  She will come along.  In the meantime spend your time with the LEFT one. The TOP one.

 

The CENTER one.  The BOTTOM one.  The BACK one.  Well, you get the idea :hystery: .

 

 

Given that fornication is practically the national sport, one will find oneself practically under siege.

 

So if Miss Right does not happen along, try a few dozen Miss Wrongs! 

 

To members Intrepid and Methersgate,

 

Please note that I highlighted your comments above and after serious consideration, I decide to give

both you guys BEST POSTS EVER!  In this target enrich environment, one should expect a few bad

apples or a few bad baluts as you seek out your ideal companion.  

 

You know, I could see another angle about how we are unable to find Miss Right.  I'm only speaking

about myself if I had another opportunity to shop the meat market again.  Pretending to act cool as

I try to impress the ladies will only pin me to the wall, like a wallflower.  Deep down, I am petrified.  In

order words, trying to be a casanova is unnatural for me.  Many times I would call it a night after the

very first rejection.  

 

On some nights however, I will continue to cry in my beer with ladies to my left, ladies to my right and

one under the table, shining my shoes of course.....he, he.  

 

I don't know guys, but the meat market would really scare me.......

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