props to monte

We should elaborate on the vflag thing in the bedroom... I think most girls are doing it to all man but me but them guys don't notice. With me around, no need for faking (vflagging).

we should carry on the 'how big of a butthurt heartbroken faggot is yodel' debate in this thread, mostly bc im trying to pga monte into the 100 post club

i know this doesnt help my goal of getting to 100 posts, but i will try to stay on topic...

now i realize this whole conversation happened the day that her period hit. so my guess is hormonal imbalance, and our clan will stay at 3 for awhile.

So I'm compelled to expound upon monte's honesty in this thread. I have to give you my curent setting and frame of mind to make this post. I'm in New Orleans right now on business and I'm 2/3 drunk in a bar on Bourbon Street. My wife and I are trying for our 2nd child and on my 1st day out of town she informed me that she got her period and we were unsuccessful last month. My wife is HELL BENT on getting pregnant to the point that she bought some software to track her fertility. For you single fuckers that don't know about this, it basically means that she takes her temp in the morning and feels herself up to check her cervical fluid. What it also means is that there is a 5-9 day timeframe every month that I am REQUIRED to "make a deposit" every singlr day. This sounds simple to an unmarried person, but place a full time job with full time school and a 2-1/2 year old living with you and you have a formula for un-romantic and undesirable sex. We are both tired and neither of us have the initiative to get the other one in the mood. This was a much simpler task the 1st time around when we didn't have any distractions. As we go about our business every month the pressure mounts and our disdain for sex escalates. This is what married men go through. Have sympathy for us. Try to understand the mind of a married woman. They have the control. They hold all the cards. Men are simple puppets and easily controlled.

Stay single as long as you can. Enjoy the excitement of random sex with women you barely know.

Don't get me wrong, marriage and children are wonderful, but there are few things like the exuberance of your youth. Live it up while you can.

Fuck me, that was preechy.

My bartenders name is Leah. She's hot as fuck and dumber than a box of rocks. Should I go to Harrah's next and play blackjack, or should I go to a strip joint? VOTE PLEASE!!!!

BTW, jethro, where the fuck are you?!?! You should be in the French Quarter having a beer with me!!!

how does calling jesses gf make u sensitive lolz

a whore*

um strip joint . . . less loss and more gain

. . . and you don't leave feeling bad about yourself cuz we both know you can't play cards thrax

What's wrong with being fat? Shit, if fat people can get laid, then certainly Jesse can.