A
man's life in a nutshell.........
1. When I was 13, I hoped that one day I would have a girlfriend
with big Tits.
2. When I was 16, I got a girlfriend with big tits, but there was no
passion, I decided I needed a passionate girl with zest for life.
3. In college I dated a passionate girl, but she was too emotional.
Everything was an emergency. She was a drama queen, cried all the time and
threatened suicide. I decided I needed a girl with stability.
4. When I was 25, I found a very stable girl but she was boring.
She was totally predictable and never got excited about anything. Life became
so dull that I decided I needed a girl with some excitement.
5. When I was 28, I found an exciting girl, but I couldn't keep up
with her. She rushed from one thing to another, never settling on anything.
She did mad impetuous things and made me miserable as often as happy. She was
great fun initially and very energetic, but directionless. I decided to find a
girl with some real ambition.
6. When I turned 30, I found a smart ambitious girl with her feet
planted firmly on the ground, I married her. She was so ambitious that she
divorced me and took everything I owned.
7. I'm older and wiser now, I'm looking for a girl with big
tits
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4 comments:
"your life story"?
Wildflower
:) Nah, I've been married to the same woman since 1973. She's alright.
For me, the first wife, big tits, nice ass, passionate; tumultuous but fun until menopause, at which point her head spun around three times, the flesh melted from her face revealing a lying, back stabbing, ladder climbing high brow administrative assistant trying to make her mark. Her boss and 'friend' went to prison for 5 years for failure to pay his employee's state taxes that were withheld. That one almost made me a believer in karma.
Second wife, fun but practical to the point obsessively so. Conscientious recycler to the point of having little bags of 'stuff' lying around that is too good to throw out, or waiting to be carried to the recycling place ....someday. If she passes away before me there will be a dump bin, a damn big one backed up in the yard.
But basically we take two imperfect people and put them under the same roof to live is harmony, however that is defined. Make the best of what you have is the best couples advice I could ever offer. Big tits and a nice round backside goes a long way too.
Yeah, my wife is a "collector". It's genetic, I think.
We use to joke that when her father passed we would have to get a couple of dumpsters to get rid of his "stuff". It came to pass... ;)
We are working on down-sizing my wife's collection now. :)
The things we do for love.
It's all good.
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