JPFromTally
Senior Don Juan
You want to know why I will never get married?...
I used to have this booty call, Julie. I met her at a party about five years ago and made out with her the night I met her. Really pretty girl - tall, gorgeous smile and a great personality to match. I called her a few days later and she invited me to a party she was throwing - by the end of that night she was drunk and practically begged to give me a bj. She wasn't really experienced in the sex department but for the next few months I did such nasty things to her that I can't possibly repeat. Luckily I got most of it on video tape. I think I took her to an Applebee's a couple of times but other than that I never really made any effort with her as far as dates.
Well she ends up graduating and gets offered a job in a city a few states away. She tells me that she'll stay if I can give her a relationship. Unfortunately, she didn't know that I already had a girlfriend the whole time and the last thing I needed was another woman nagging about meeting her parents. So I tell her some BS that I'm not ready or something cheesy but that I wished her the best of luck and that we should stay friends. However, over the next year I was lucky enough to go to the town she lived in on business a few times and we hooked up while I was there.
Now I'm actually the worst long distance friend anyone could ever have. To me if you're out of sight you're out of mind. But me and this girl actually kept in touch over the next couple of years and eventually she meets some dude who worships her - I mean buys her fancy gifts, takes her on cruises, skiing, blah, blah... So sure enough he proposes and they get married and she invites me to the wedding.
So me and the current girl I'm with go up to the wedding and as I'm watching the ceremony this guy she's marrying (who's actually a really nice guy - just a total AFC) starts crying while he's saying he's vows. Actually, he was downright weeping while he's professing his undying love for her. Now I don't know if you've ever seen a grown man weep but it's pretty ugly.
So here he is crying and saying how he's so lucky to have her and I'm in the back thinking about all the times I treated her like my little sex puppet. At this time it occurs to me that in this day and age unless you're meeting girls at the Virgin Mart you're likely to fall in love and marry a girl who has a dirty, dirty past with guys like me.
So what's the moral of the story? Marriage as an institution is dead. Women have killed it. It's now solely for AFC's who are content when they find a woman who will give them a steady piece. Now ask yourself, "Do I want to be the guy crying during his vows or do I want to be the guy sitting in the back with a big smile on his face knowing he dodged a bullet."
Oh and just in case you're wondering... I did really nasty things to my date when I got back to the hotel - and I got it on video tape. I wonder who's going to marry her?
I used to have this booty call, Julie. I met her at a party about five years ago and made out with her the night I met her. Really pretty girl - tall, gorgeous smile and a great personality to match. I called her a few days later and she invited me to a party she was throwing - by the end of that night she was drunk and practically begged to give me a bj. She wasn't really experienced in the sex department but for the next few months I did such nasty things to her that I can't possibly repeat. Luckily I got most of it on video tape. I think I took her to an Applebee's a couple of times but other than that I never really made any effort with her as far as dates.
Well she ends up graduating and gets offered a job in a city a few states away. She tells me that she'll stay if I can give her a relationship. Unfortunately, she didn't know that I already had a girlfriend the whole time and the last thing I needed was another woman nagging about meeting her parents. So I tell her some BS that I'm not ready or something cheesy but that I wished her the best of luck and that we should stay friends. However, over the next year I was lucky enough to go to the town she lived in on business a few times and we hooked up while I was there.
Now I'm actually the worst long distance friend anyone could ever have. To me if you're out of sight you're out of mind. But me and this girl actually kept in touch over the next couple of years and eventually she meets some dude who worships her - I mean buys her fancy gifts, takes her on cruises, skiing, blah, blah... So sure enough he proposes and they get married and she invites me to the wedding.
So me and the current girl I'm with go up to the wedding and as I'm watching the ceremony this guy she's marrying (who's actually a really nice guy - just a total AFC) starts crying while he's saying he's vows. Actually, he was downright weeping while he's professing his undying love for her. Now I don't know if you've ever seen a grown man weep but it's pretty ugly.
So here he is crying and saying how he's so lucky to have her and I'm in the back thinking about all the times I treated her like my little sex puppet. At this time it occurs to me that in this day and age unless you're meeting girls at the Virgin Mart you're likely to fall in love and marry a girl who has a dirty, dirty past with guys like me.
So what's the moral of the story? Marriage as an institution is dead. Women have killed it. It's now solely for AFC's who are content when they find a woman who will give them a steady piece. Now ask yourself, "Do I want to be the guy crying during his vows or do I want to be the guy sitting in the back with a big smile on his face knowing he dodged a bullet."
Oh and just in case you're wondering... I did really nasty things to my date when I got back to the hotel - and I got it on video tape. I wonder who's going to marry her?