Last week was my birthday and I didn't feel very well waking up on that morning.
I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my husband would be pleasant and say,
'Happy Birthday!' and possibly have a small present for me.
As it turned out, he barely said good morning, let alone ' Happy Birthday.'
I thought....well, that's marriage for you, but the kids.... they will remember.
My kids came bouncing down stairs to breakfast and didn't say a word.
So when I left for the office I felt pretty low and somewhat despondent.
As I walked into my office, my handsome boss Rick, said,
'Good morning, lady, and by the way Happy Birthday!'
It felt a little better that at least someone had remembered.
I worked until one o'clock, when Rick knocked on my door and said, 'You know, It's such a beautiful day outside, and it is your birthday, what do you say we go out to lunch, just you and me.'
I said, 'Thanks, Rick, that's the greatest thing I've heard all day. Let's go!'
We went to lunch. But we didn't go where we normally would go. He chose instead a quiet bistro with a private table. We had two martinis each and I enjoyed the meal tremendously.
On the way back to the office, Rick said,
'You know, It's such a beautiful day...
we don't need to go straight back to the office, do we?'
I responded, 'I guess not. What do you have in mind?'
He said, 'Let's drop by my place, it's just around the corner.'
After arriving at his house, Rick turned to me and said,
'If you don't mind, I'm going to step into the bedroom for just a moment.
I'll be right back.'
'OK,' I nervously replied.
He went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes,
he came out carrying a huge birthday cake,
followed by my husband, my kids, and dozens of my friends and co-workers,
all singing 'Happy Birthday'.
And I just sat there.......
on the couch.......
Naked
Grubb
Why I'm Divorced
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Fighting for peace is like
Screwing for virginity
Screwing for virginity
Re: Why I'm Divorced
And remember that there is one and only one IP,
which you must never forget:
173.208.146.178:7777
which you must never forget:
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Grubb Industries wrote:Last week was my birthday and I didn't feel very well waking up on that morning.
I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my husband would be pleasant and say,
'Happy Birthday!' and possibly have a small present for me.
As it turned out, he barely said good morning, let alone ' Happy Birthday.'
I thought....well, that's marriage for you, but the kids.... they will remember.
My kids came bouncing down stairs to breakfast and didn't say a word.
So when I left for the office I felt pretty low and somewhat despondent.
As I walked into my office, my handsome boss Rick, said,
'Good morning, lady, and by the way Happy Birthday!'
It felt a little better that at least someone had remembered.
I worked until one o'clock, when Rick knocked on my door and said, 'You know, It's such a beautiful day outside, and it is your birthday, what do you say we go out to lunch, just you and me.'
I said, 'Thanks, Rick, that's the greatest thing I've heard all day. Let's go!'
We went to lunch. But we didn't go where we normally would go. He chose instead a quiet bistro with a private table. We had two martinis each and I enjoyed the meal tremendously.
On the way back to the office, Rick said,
'You know, It's such a beautiful day...
we don't need to go straight back to the office, do we?'
I responded, 'I guess not. What do you have in mind?'
He said, 'Let's drop by my place, it's just around the corner.'
After arriving at his house, Rick turned to me and said,
'If you don't mind, I'm going to step into the bedroom for just a moment.
I'll be right back.'
'OK,' I nervously replied.
He went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes,
he came out carrying a huge birthday cake,
followed by my husband, my kids, and dozens of my friends and co-workers,
all singing 'Happy Birthday'.
And I just sat there.......
on the couch.......
Naked
Grubb
I always thought you were a fag but now that you posted that it makes more sense and sounds like something you would do...
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Fist in the air and a finger to the sky.
Do I care if you hate me? Do you wanna know the truth?
C'est la vie... adiós... good riddance... fuck you!..."5FDP"
Fist in the air and a finger to the sky.
Do I care if you hate me? Do you wanna know the truth?
C'est la vie... adiós... good riddance... fuck you!..."5FDP"
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Re: Why I'm Divorced
I'm so sorry Grubb...Grubb Industries wrote:Last week was my birthday and I didn't feel very well waking up on that morning.
.......
And I just sat there.......
on the couch.......
Naked
Grubb
Soon someone will appear in your life again....
On the other hand, last week was my birthday also...
But I prefered to celebrate it dressed at home....
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Re: Why I'm Divorced
Bison
I'd like to see things from your point of view but I can't seem to get my head that far up my ass.
grubb
I'd like to see things from your point of view but I can't seem to get my head that far up my ass.
grubb
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Screwing for virginity
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Grubb Industries wrote:Bison
I'd like to see things from your point of view but I can't seem to get my head that far up my ass.
grubb
That was original, kinda like the jokes you always repost...
{DOU}.::/3I§ON::.
"Did you hear the one about me trying to die?
Fist in the air and a finger to the sky.
Do I care if you hate me? Do you wanna know the truth?
C'est la vie... adiós... good riddance... fuck you!..."5FDP"
Fist in the air and a finger to the sky.
Do I care if you hate me? Do you wanna know the truth?
C'est la vie... adiós... good riddance... fuck you!..."5FDP"