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MalcolmNathaniel -> I went to a party last Saturday night I didn't get laid... (5/28/2012 8:46:48 AM)
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...I stopped two fights.
Oh, wait, that's not how the song goes. It is accurate though.
You know what, I didn't come here to talk about fighting, I came here to talk about loving. What I am about to tell you is true, but I have a roundabout way of telling stories - bear with me. Unless you are a bear - in which case you should people with me.
So Saturday night I ended up at an engagement party. How I got there is a minor story, but that's not important. I knew no-one at all at this party other than the guy I went with.
I was surrounded by people but still all alone. Then I overheard a conversation between the bride-to-be and a really smoking hot redhead who was just married in February.:
Bride to be: "Are you guys still in the honeymoon period?"
Recent bride*: "I don't know, I think so. But how do you know when the honeymoon period is over?"
Ladies and Gentlemen, Doms, Dommes and Subs, slaves and Masters - that was my cue. The little lady had married a Marine. Force Recon.
I have a rather high opinion of myself but I don't wear a uniform and I know how that can tweak the buttons on women. He wasn't all that good-looking, but he was Force-One and her husband. I know that it sounds like I am going off topic but there is a point because I said:
Here is how you know that you're out of the honeymoon period. That man is going to come in from the garage. He's going to have his hands covered in engine grease. He'll be shirtless and glistening with sweat. In one hand he'll have a wrench and there will be a toolbelt cocked saucily on his hips.
You are going to say, "Did you remember to check the air filter?"
That's how you know when the honeymoon has ended.
*She looked like a Alyson Hannigan and Felicia Day had a child together (by miracles of SCIENCE!)
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