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By: Richard the Previous

Richard the Previous — Sat, 04 Aug 2007 02:58:28 +0000

And I feel compelled to say that I know that “could of” is actually a homophone of “could’ve” which is a contraction of “could have.”

I was using artistic license.

Whew! Glad to get that off my chest.

By: Richard the Previous

Richard the Previous — Sat, 04 Aug 2007 02:44:23 +0000

Shelley, here’s to the possibility of your torrid sex scene coming true with big buff European accented guy!

Living in New York, you’d think I’d have lots of drunk prostitute stories, but no, I have to come out to Jersey before that happens.

By: Che

Che — Sat, 04 Aug 2007 02:34:17 +0000

I’m trying to remember the last time a drunk prostitute made my day. I’m sure there was such a time.

I’ve known a couple of crack hos….

Several junk hos….

Can’t say any of’em ever made my day though. Most of’em have just wanted to borrow money off me.

Yeah like I got money.

You know, I really think that I may be sans drunk prostitute story! And here I thought I had a story about everything.

I guess I’d better get to work on that one.

By: Shelley

Shelley — Sat, 04 Aug 2007 02:18:05 +0000

oh dear, drunk prostitute makes your day! Waay too funny!

Now my morning started off with me going to my corner store to use the bank machine and this guy asking me, “How’ve you been?”
I looked at him. Big Buff European accented guy! My eyes widen
“I’m good, can’t complain.”
“Do you remember me?” he asks.
“Hmm! Did you use to work here?”
“Yes! yes, about 4 years ago.”
He proceeds to tell me, “You’re looking really good and fit” then looked at me like he could suck all the meat off my bones. He made the gesture that I was good tough stock.
I thought to myself, ‘He’s checking me out and I like how this feels.’
We chatted a bit more (and I got a full look at how hot he was) and I had to leave the store and get to work.
I felt him watching me as I left and I stopped for a second at the store window so he could have one more good look.
As I walked to work, I smiled to myself and had that moment where I pictured this torrid sex scene with he and I. phew!
It kept me grinning all day long.
So it was our hot day Richard, here’s to more of em in a row. And may the next woman that you don’t want who checks you out not look like a prostitute… I’m just saying.

By: Che

Che — Sat, 04 Aug 2007 00:59:22 +0000

Very cool!

Yes, there was a time when you never would have been caught dead wearing a suit. You were the worst dressed gay man on earth (yet as you say, had no difficulty getting dates). Whereas I was rather well-dressed.

Now the tides have turned, and you dressed in nice suits, and I wear pajamas and converse sneakers.

Well, I’ll finish this thought later. Dr Who is coming on.