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LTC, Relationship
Advisor -2/21/02
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Hello kiddies:
So you got problems huh? Well relationships are
my specialty. Problems usually arise when sex is
involved. There is usually a dumb period at the
beginning of the relationship when you are both
so fucking horny from all the sex you weren't getting
from the last partner that you had, that you fuck
like wild
donkeys on crack cocaine. This fucking phase
(and I mean that scientifically because the fucking
is what you are doing during this part, it's not
just a regular fucking swear, like it was there)
does not last more than one year and often lasts
much less time, but 1 year is easy for fuckers like
you to remember.
This period is usually peppered with gifts, on time
phone calls and displays of affection. After this
period is what I like I to call the metamorphosis,
It is when the fine folks in the relationship decide
to take off the gloves and the masks and the fake
bullshit and really start swinging. This crucial
time is often overlooked by most people. It just
feels good to fell like yourself again. No more
bullshit, no more faking excitement, or missing
cool shit with your friends to try and be home for
STUPID things to do. So you get a little side tracked
on the other end, start to spend less time around
the house and more times at the billiards hall.
You start to get less sex, but you are hanging
around with your friends and drinking more .
This is what you wanted to do the whole time anyway,
so it's almost better than sex. You have these fantastic
nights out, you even start to meet single girls,
single girls who are interested in you. THIS NEVER
HAPPENED WHILE YOU WERE SINGLE.
So you go home smelling like beer, and cigarettes and perfume, and gash and you try to sneak your big, fat ass into the bed at 3:30 am. There are two responses you could encounter at this point. Each one worse than the next. You could get screamed at right then, you would know she cared about you and you would feel both guilty and smarmy for being an asshole. But the next response is my least favorite. When you know she is awake and she says nothing. It is hard to get to sleep at that point. There is some serious fucking tension in the air at that point. You stink, you have pussy on your fingers. The nicotine and alcohol cancel one another out. You lay there dead! You are both afraid for you life and afraid that tomorrow will come and you will have to wait for her sneak attack. From then on out, it will be like slowly retreating from a gook farm into a jungle area littered with land mines and booby traps. Who knows when and where she will break the silence. You have no choice but to submit. She regains and control and scares the fuck out of you. The sex again gets put onto the back burner. With the immediate explosion, you get make up sex following that fight. Plus you know she wants you if she screams right away, she was afraid, up the whole night. The one who says nothing, the one who can sleep during your disappearing act, that is the one you need to be afraid for, VERY AFRAID! Just a tip to keep your cock soaking wet and your face unharmed.
TCB LTC!
using link
Now Fuck All Y'All
Lumpy The Clown
READ MY OLD ARTICLES in SPENT LOADS
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