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seems like all you folks get some pretty normal stories. I met my now, wife, near 10 years ago, while I was drunk as hell, crusin the local strip, and a senior in high school. She was a freshman in college. we rode around, went to Micky d's (yes, it is the key to life) and she stuffed really salty fries down my throat to try to sober me up. spent the night and next two days together (even the trip to the er to get my head sewed up when I hit it on a concret ledge)
We then proceded over the next 6 or so years, move in together, me throw her out, then break up, her break up another relationship of mine (b/c we were "buddies") then I moved a few hours away, drifted apart, and back again, then I moved back when we got married.
there's just lots and lots of stories in there, but I aint got all day, and neither do you!
We then proceded over the next 6 or so years, move in together, me throw her out, then break up, her break up another relationship of mine (b/c we were "buddies") then I moved a few hours away, drifted apart, and back again, then I moved back when we got married.
there's just lots and lots of stories in there, but I aint got all day, and neither do you!
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teehee. my first date with galen involved multiple litres of amber bock at a musky karaoke bar on I-drive. we're such hopeless romantics. 
Quoteseems like all you folks get some pretty normal stories.
Ok, here's mine. Girl I've met a couple times through a friend starts dancing in the local strip club that I wander into from time to time (halfway into my 4 block walk home from work). I'm talking to her in there and she's going out with the girl working the door at the end of their shift and asks me along (ostensibly to foot the bill, but I don't care). We go out, end up at after hours club (where I'm friends with the owner and end up with a $40 check to cover the three of us drinking and eating for 4 hours). Body shots are flowing. Then we end up at the apt of the other girl and play cards (strip poker...unfair, since I've already seen them both topless) until sun up. The other girl calls me the next night, we go out. A couple more dates over the next couple weeks and now we've been going out almost 3 months.
But the really strange one is my ex. She was a client at my old job based out of Los Angeles. Only ever talked to her on the phone. The nature of the job would keep us on the phone almost an hour a day. We started becoming friendly and calling each other after work. Both talked about how we each wanted to take a trip cross country. So, we worked out where I would fly to LA, we'd rent a car and take 3 weeks driving cross country back here and then she'd fly home. We lived together for 2 years. I never saw her, not even a picture, until I got off the plane in LA.
[Ok, here's mine. Girl I've met a couple times through a friend starts dancing in the local strip club that I wander into from time to time (halfway into my 4 block walk home from work). The other girl calls me the next night, we go out. A couple more dates over the next couple weeks and now we've been going out almost 3 months.
Cool so now you get a private striptease everynight?
Instead of paying for it.
Cool so now you get a private striptease everynight?
Instead of paying for it.
We're fond of the concept that we don't need a ceremony, piece of "legal" documentation and some material posessions to show that we love each other. We aren't totally opposed to marriage, but we just think we have a great life together already.
"I never take myself too seriously, 'cuz everybody know fat birds don't fly." - FLC
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