tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post2888238427587736546..comments2023-10-31T03:59:31.911-07:00Comments on FERTILE: Sleeping DogsKrissyfacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12920615943684795695noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post-43266635428308659482008-08-12T04:14:00.000-07:002008-08-12T04:14:00.000-07:00I have done all kinds of searches on my ex's. and ...I have done all kinds of searches on my ex's. and I even met up with a few because I wanted to know what they did with their lives. The funny thing about ex's is that the more that they changed the more that staid the same. And all I kept thinking was, "Man, I remember why I broke up with you."honkeiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03517190745892738872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post-89505978604861075212008-08-10T01:51:00.000-07:002008-08-10T01:51:00.000-07:00God I love your writing!God I love your writing!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post-61141566854950678032008-08-09T10:00:00.000-07:002008-08-09T10:00:00.000-07:00I'm ambivalent on this one. I have had a few lover...I'm ambivalent on this one. I have had a few lovers I've thought of fondly and more than a bit sadly and then seen them later and was like...GAH, I DODGED A BULLET. In those cases it's a bit of a mercy, but as I get older I am more mature in that sense of not pining away for girls after losing them and seeing that they have exploded into obesity, drug use, and alcoholism is just a big reminder of my own mortality.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post-58203396387002497802008-08-08T08:14:00.000-07:002008-08-08T08:14:00.000-07:00I hate becoming Facebook friends with pretty, rich...I hate becoming Facebook friends with pretty, rich and successful high school people that I wasn't friends with the first time around. Or at least that's what I tell myself.<BR/><BR/>Remember on Growing Pains when Mike stayed home sick and realized for the first time that the bus still ran and Gilligan's Island came on at 3 no matter what happened?<BR/><BR/>Well that's BS. I think what happened is, once they found out you were looking for them and sex, they conjured up pasts and children and cancer to make you feel badly. They suck ass.<BR/><BR/>Sometimes time passing is a bitch, especially if we feel like we've been wasting our time.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post-59394663787757232302008-08-08T07:11:00.000-07:002008-08-08T07:11:00.000-07:00:) Thanks! I needed a sloppy kiss, girlie! And ...:) Thanks! I needed a sloppy kiss, girlie! And good thoughts are always a welcome plus :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post-1083116653299242642008-08-07T16:19:00.000-07:002008-08-07T16:19:00.000-07:00Pru, omg!!! You're alive!!! I was going to send th...Pru, omg!!! You're alive!!! I was going to send the FBI after you. God knows you've got some record on you, girl. Missed you and your wit. Glad youre back!<BR/><BR/>Kim, If you put Mark on the curb, all my faith in mankind will crumble. <BR/><BR/>Scoot, DOUBLE? Nice. I think I know someone who's got you beat though; that's all I am gonna say about that. Yay, sex, indeed.<BR/><BR/>Pronto, been there, done that. Yawn.<BR/><BR/>Steve, that's the best advice I've heard all week. Thank you.<BR/><BR/>Cat, how's it going? Sending you good thoughts...mwah.Krissyfacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06401481344281782173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post-82445396971351388592008-08-07T12:58:00.000-07:002008-08-07T12:58:00.000-07:00I don't know. I'd still shag my last ex. Right a...I don't know. I'd still shag my last ex. Right about now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post-44971760707673887552008-08-07T11:09:00.000-07:002008-08-07T11:09:00.000-07:00Yup.. that carrot is being upgraded to 2 (TWO) Mar...Yup.. that carrot is being upgraded to 2 (TWO) Margaritas now. <BR/><BR/>The truth be told, you can't go back. <BR/>If you really wanted to go back, you would not have left in the first place. <BR/><BR/>Just hang in there.Blankhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10491376764232050032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post-14438757284443049542008-08-07T09:36:00.001-07:002008-08-07T09:36:00.001-07:00There's only one solution then - sex with stranger...There's only one solution then - <BR/><BR/><BR/>sex with strangers......<BR/><BR/><BR/>just sayin'Prontohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02054323216426451490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post-44216744075839500482008-08-07T09:36:00.000-07:002008-08-07T09:36:00.000-07:00Hmm. It appears that Kim is going to get a double ...Hmm. It appears that Kim is going to get a double helping of orgasms the next time we are together Kris...<BR/><BR/>Yay, sex.<BR/><BR/>In any event, human beings are for the most part, resilient and enduring creatures. Your old boyfriends are all more than likely successful or at the very least functional contributors to society.<BR/><BR/>Just as you are.I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15236323080277874167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post-38919971493104228992008-08-07T09:18:00.000-07:002008-08-07T09:18:00.000-07:00You got me looking back at my exes and thinking ab...You got me looking back at my exes and thinking about calling them for NSA sex should Scooter meet the curb. Blech. Mark has spoiled me I guess.kimberkarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09429679526955249898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743927197300099198.post-39424753493142668212008-08-07T08:44:00.000-07:002008-08-07T08:44:00.000-07:00Amen, sista!Amen, sista!Prunella Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05417020468879289426noreply@blogger.com