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And shaved is great, until it starts growing out...then it turns into Brillo pad city. Women shaved is one thing, but I've had bad experiences with men who shave their crotches.
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07-12-2006, 05:17 PM
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07-12-2006, 05:33 PM
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Heh...All the talk about how some women are attracted to the 'bad boy' reminds me of my ex girlfriend. Found out that she had been cheating on me...A friend saw her and the dude kissing and groping each other at this restruant and called me. So I popped over and slid into the booth with them, and calmly and politely told her she was a deciteful bitch, I was done with her skank ass and that her stuff was in boxes in front of her EX place of residence so she better hurry to get them before the rain completely destroys them. Hell, I even shook the dude's hand and told him good luck with the cheating fuck and oh yeah, the cheesecake there was awesome and I left them sitting there stunned.
The next day she's banging on my door like a lunatic, so I go to one of the upstairs windows and ask her how I could help her. She goes into this tirade about how I've got to be bi-polar or something because she started cheating on me because I was 'too nice' and now I was acting like a souless bastard. So she screams at me for like ten minutes while I'm sitting there looking down on her while eating Doritos, nodding and looking like I actually gave a shit what she was saying, I guess for the benefit of my neighbors that were looking at the spectacle. Then she flipped the script and went from screaming to crying, something I can't stand. Like a idiot I felt sorry for her and let her in. She's crying, like a sucker I'm consoling her, then hugging her, and then the kissing starts and well...You can guess what happens from there, right? So afterwards, she tells me that she'll be a better girlfriend, she'll be faithful and stuff, and she tells me that now we're back together, she's gonna go get her stuff from her mom's and move it back in, and I say OK, right? Then something nags me and I call her mom and ask her if her daughter's been by to pick up her stuff. She tells me my ex never brought her stuff over, she spent the night with her friend Eric. Well after that, I calmly call my ex and sweetly ask was she at where she was going yet, and she says not yet, she was almost there. I tell her that when she gets there, get comfortable, because like she fucked me over by cheating, she just got fucked over because we were still over and she's Eric's trouble now. So she starts telling me she never loved me, she needed someone that wasn't so nice, that could be a real man, blah blah blah. Eventually I told her, in a kind way mind you, to go fuck herself, have a nice life, drive safely and hung up. Skip forward two months later...I get a call from the hospital that she's was in the ER and I was listed as her emergency contact. They won't tell me what's wrong over the phone and I'm curious so I go to see her. Turns out she and her bad boy got into an arguement that escalated into a fist fight and he worked her over pretty hard, blacking her eye, bruising her ribs, and dislocating her shoulder. She tells me her story, then we have a deep, meaningful moment of silence. I look at her, she looks at me, and then I say that its a pretty shitty thing to cheat on me and tell me she never loved me, but then calling me when the guy she cheated on me with decides to slap her around like a cheap fuck on a bad saturday night is just nuts. She starts crying again and ask what she was supposed to do, so I tell her I don't know, but next time she better learn to duck and weave, good luck with her 'real man', and peace out. I'm a nice guy, but once you screw me over, I'm a vindictive, vengeful nice guy. :D
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07-12-2006, 05:50 PM
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It's the HAIR, only the long hair (well, for me anyway). Not the bad boy thing. Cripes if I could find a nice guy with long beautiful hair, I'd be in heaven. Does the musician I posted a pic of look like a "bad guy"? and I'd want an Otis to clean up his act and get a job. :) Pretty funny actually, since he wouldn't be Otis anymore if he did those things. I guess what I'm trying to say is, if you're a nice guy, DON'T STOP! Just grow your hair out. Hehe, j/k, sort of. Unfortunatly, nice people, girls and guys, are usually the ones that end up getting treated like a doormat. Trust me, I know. But that doesn't mean you should stop being a nice person.
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wow Someone dug up one of my old threads.. I guess Long blac or blonde hair... I usualy Date emo girls and goths if you can call them that.
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A mature one... A Monica Bellucci type of woman..
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Seriously though...Dustin is the complete opposite of my ex (guess that means I learned what to look out for too, huh?)...My ex was the epitome of 'asshole' (read about Leo, take out the worst traits, multiply them by 100, and you have MET my ex...)..He was a union pipefitter/construction worker, drinker, who loved to pick fights with people (I still have the old truck with the 'man's head-sized' dent in the side of it)...BUT...He makes decent money ($1,200-$1,500 a week)...So, whenever there was a problem, that was the ONLY thing he could say, "I make good money, I work hard..." never even realizing that money didn't mean SHIT to me, and it was ALL he had......He didn't however mention that he spent MOST of that money on himself, while telling me that I needed to "cut down on the bills"...You know, all those frivilous things like electricity, water, telephone, shit like that:rolleyes: Anyway..I'm, not gonna go on and on (I could), because you guys already know EXACTLY what kind of person I'm talking about...Oh, and he always keeps his hair very short ;p...lol Dustin, on the other hand, is completely different....He never starts shit with anyone, he can't stand it when people argue, he'll not only leave the ROOM, he'll even leave the FLOOR (goes upstairs), if not the HOUSE... He doesn't even allow my ex to push him into conflict, and he is very sensitive (which I love, except sometimes he's TOO sensitive, he takes things I say the wrong way, and I hurt his feelings on accident. It makes me feel terrible that he thinks I would WANT to hurt his feelings...But, I wanted a sweet, peaceful guy, I just have to try to be more 'gentle' with him ;)) He only makes about 35% of what my ex made, but he makes sure that all of the bills are paid, and everyone's taken care of, before we do anything else...And most of our 'wasted money' is what's spent on going out to eat with the kids, and horror movies:D He also plays death metal (killer drums, guitar and bass!), and has long black hair:cool:...AND...He makes me feel shallow, because there are so many times that I look at him, and I can't keep from thinking (and then telling him), that he is so mother fucking sexy!!!...I swear, sometimes I think maybe I should smash in his face with a crowbar, or cut off his tongue and gouge out those deep, smoldering, blue eyes...Maybe cripple him or something...Just so I'll feel better about myself:D...Because it's what's on the INSIDE that counts...DAMMIT!!!!! That whole 'chicks only go for the 'bad boy' things is bullshit.....It translates to 'Stupid chicks don't know any better, they go for looks, money, and/or a big dick, not understanding that when this is ALL they look for, it's all they usually GET, with an asshole attached'...The 'assholes' knowing that stupid bitches look for those things, figure they don't need anything else to attract a chick, so they can treat them like shit...And, they are usually right, it's pretty damned disgusting And...Sometimes...The guy pretends to be a 'nice guy', just long enough to get the chick, only showing his true self when it's difficult for her to get away (ie: love, marriage, kids, etcetera) and the chick who THOUGHT she had a nice guy, ends up with an asshole, and the stereotype that 'chicks go for the 'bad boy' Okay, I'm gonna stop now...That should be enough information to make the point I was trying to make...I'm pretty sure ya got it :) Yes, the game is complicated...I got tired of playing it...
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Wanna go out? :) Seriously... That is one of the best stories that I have read in a long time. It takes a lot of guts and a lot of nerves to keep people from fucking you over no matter what they do. She cheated on you. You said, "Nice life." You actually gave her a second chance. She lied again. When this dude turned out to be a real piece of shit, you actually had the balls to say that it was no longer your responsibility to deal with her life, because she "never loved you." Very few people have that kind of power. I applaud you. In truth, you may have done her more of a favor than kissing her ass. You should do siminars or something. I'm still looking for my own personal Gomez Adams... that type of man would be perfect for me: devoted, eccentric, accepting and adoring of the facting that I'm not only a Witch but a little...nutters, supportive, and into kinky and dark sex.
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I agree with on on the "Nice guys finish last" line. That's such bullshit. I'm with you on Otis too - if he could just lose the homicidal maniac thing, he's one I sure wouldn't toss out of bed for eating crackers! :D
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