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On to the next one lol. This is so damn hilarious. This little fantasy in which you supposedly paid for all the wonderful lunches and dinners, while others were spending a lot less and being well serviced by her.Originally Posted by Spanky69
Strange little made up story making yourself look the fool.
Anyway, thanks for the laughs. With any luck, you will get banned again.
Drive safely, it's raining outside. You might have to wash your car , your pride and joy. Remember to brush your teeth, hang up your shirt and have a cup of chamomile. Goes down easy with olanzapine
It’s true. You’d be surprised who she is. That’s the kicker.
I have more than ten motor vehicles and I pay to get them washed. There is no pride and joy, they’re pieces of metal. Maybe when I was younger they meant something.
I’m thinking you take pills, I do not. Vitamins only.
I don’t really care who this fantasy is about. I don’t know why you actually think anyone else cares for that matter. You really are delusional. Most of the comments are of members poking fun at you. It’s actually quite sad that you would take the time to orchestrate this little fantasy of yours.
Don’t think I honestly care what another punter thinks? If the members enjoy my misadventure that’s fine with me. Let them laugh. I’m the guy doing it or should I say not doing it?
Tomorrow on her way to work she’ll be walking down the street wearing the clothes I bought her, the make up I gave her and the other accessories that I won’t mention for privacy reasons. So be it.
In 18 months time she’ll have to leave the country unless she gets a mug punter to marry her. She’ll go with just the clothes on her back as she lives way too large for her income.
Anyway she had her chance. She was given an opportunity and didn’t see it. No doubt another smarter tart will recognise what I have to offer and deliver the goods in a transactional relationship.
And so the pattern continues. Can see how you respected her though right?
Reggie only half the story is public.
Perhaps I gave her too much credence and waved every social behavioural norm off in the pursuit of looks.
Maybe that was my downfall. She bit the hand that fed her and continued eating right through my hand up my arm and down into my wallet. That was her main goal, money.
If I told the full story it would be so blatantly obvious who she is. Yes I tried gaming her but she defied logic. Money and image. I provided that but she should have given me something, the sex. It was supposed to be a transactional deal.
A simple ask.
It is what she does five days a week for way less monetary return.
Hence she is gone.
I told her she wants a guy with money but no cock and good luck finding that.
She’s still got me on block.
Big deal.
It doesn't have to end this way mate. This is your made up story. Why are you making it so hard on yourself.
I demand a rewrite. She realises her mistake and she comes back to your place for the first time unannounced. She rings the door bell. You answer, surprised but also a bit aroused. She is standing there in a short dress, holding white cardboard. With some words written on it... You start reading
I... Rub.... You... Miso sorry.... I'm bad... Girl.... Let's sex now......
I'll let you continue the rest mate... You're welcome.
My whole life I’ve tipped people.
When I buy I tip.
She said “why you give money away”?
So she’d take every note and cent from the tips and pocket them. Every time.
It became embarrassing.
She’d grab the receipt, read it and then take the tips which were intended for others.
Let’s see if her greed gets the better of her. She may well try and contact me. Perhaps the story will change. I’ll keep you updated.
On second thought I’m throwing in the towel.
By that I mean I cannot be bothered punting, attempting to score any tart or even starting another relationship.
It’s a futile exercise, sexual gratification.
My ML doesn't love me any more
A Gold digger $$$ till the end
Pissing my money into the wind
My ML won't be near me anymore
A big spender I thought I was the guy
Now I realise it was all a lie
My ML doesn't want me any more
It's over, it’s over, it’s over
Though it breaks my heart in two
To know she's been untrue
But what will I do?
When she said to me it’s not you
There will always be someone new
We're through, we're through, we’re through
It's over, it's over, it's over
Yep
It’s over.
Ok, I see where this is going.
He has written a country and western song, now just imagine the ukulele and whining tones….
All I’ll need is a beard, a pot belly, some cowboy boots, a ten gallon hat and I’ll be whistling Dixie.
So she’s unblocked me and her friend is txting me, I can tell because the grammar has stepped up two notches.
It’s the same friend who twice previously has responded textually on her behalf. Maybe it’s the mamasan? Who knows and who cares.
Here you go bro, now put a melody and some chords on it (and don't forget to throw in a few G strings)
Verse 1:
I thought I had it all, with my ML by my side
But now she's left me in the dust, and my heart is fried
I gave her everything, thought we'd never part
But turns out she was just after money, broke my heart
Chorus:
My ML doesn't love me anymore
A gold digger $$$ till the end for sure
Pissing my money into the wind
My ML won't be near me again
Verse 2:
I showered her with gifts, bought her diamond rings
But now I see that it meant nothing, just material things
She played me like a fool, took me for a ride
Now I'm left here broken-hearted on the other side
Chorus:
My ML doesn't love me anymore
A big spender I thought I was the guy for sure
Now I realise it was all a lie
My ML doesn't want to be mine!
Bridge:
I'll pick up the pieces of my shattered dream
And move on from this toxic scheme
No longer will I be played for a fool
By someone who only cares about what's cool
Chorus:
It's over, it’s over ,it’s over
Though it breaks my heart in two
To know she's been untrue
We're through ,we’re through ,we're through
It’s over, it's over, it's over now.
Great effort! Thank you.
I like how you mentioned the word “toxic” as that’s the exact word her friend used when she just post on her behalf about our relationship.
So she just opened the block back up, rapid fired four txts then her friend sent another four.
Is she trying to rub salt into the wound?
my ML wants to introduce me to her family for PR and free punts
Crazy as this seems it’s back on again!
Round 4
You thought I was dreaming, well it’s looking to become a nightmare instead. Hopefully not mine, though the space she occupies in my mind is becoming expensive real estate.
I’ve met her family, that was last week, so what’s next for me to you think? Ohhh the PR. I’m a step ahead it seems.
Back and forth, I sway with the wind
Resolution slips away again
Right through my fingers back into my heart
Where it's out of reach and it's in the dark
Sometimes I think I'm blind
Or I may be just paralyzed
Because the plot thickens every day
And the pieces of my puzzle crumbling away
But I know there's a picture beneath
Indecision clouds my vision
My life is falling to pieces
I’ll need sage advice to put me together.
Every story has a beginning, a middle and an ending. Move on and find someone else to fantasise and obsess over.
Move the circus to a new town
Spanky,
You can stop wasting your time. As you can probably tell by now, we are no longer responding to your posts. Instead we are just chatting amongst ourselves.
I'm writing a screen play. Thanks for the song double adapter. It will be the title track of the movie.
This version will star Dustin Hoffman from rainman and the lady will be played by Leonardo Dicaprio in his What's eating Gilbert grape character.
Oscars here we come
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