I just bought these.
Yeah, those are fucking hot.
And those are so amazingly beautiful, I'm sure Mike won't like either.....lol, he hates my taste in shoes. I don't think he likes the way I dress either. I mean, come on, who wouldn't dig cigarette jeans (tighter than fuck, the tighter than better!!!! They are called "Stretch Fucking Jeans" by Lip Service), untied high top black Chucks with bright green laces, a tiny white Wal Mart special ($1.50) T with "Forget it you'll never get it" in '80s inspired lettering, a long ribbed/cabbage edged lace trimmed mellon colored tank under it, and a chuncky HUGE gold chain-chocker style, and Dior knockoff sunglasses?!? Damn, I look hot! lol
Everything is a-okay with my baby. He doesn't suck quite so bad as I thought.
He doesn't at all. 
Yesterday was wonderful. I went down river with my Emilee, Erika and Erin. There were some crazy fuckers on the river. The water was so so cold! I jumped in, and couldn't stay out to swim for more than five minutes!
I love the water, but I think the river was colder than Lake Michigan!!!!
Later I went up to watch blooper ball at North Woods. That is always fun. So many good friends were there. I was really happy to be surrounded by good people, my friends that have always been there for me, and will always be here for me.
Marry had told Josh to kick my ass at one pointed in the night. So came over and speared me, then picked me up over his shoulder and carried me to Marry. When he put me down he said, "Hey, good work! You aren't that heavy." What?!? lol He laughed at me and told me it was a compliment.....wow, that isn't the way to compliment a girl.
I got to see most all of my favorite fellas. When I walked in "Mike Jones" got a huge grin on his face and pointed, so I went over and hugged him.
He danced with me half the night, like a maniac!!! He was toasted, I must say, even for him. He only danced with me for half the night because he punched some flatlander in the face twice, and Kim took him home. I guess the guy he punched was hitting on his wife, and Mike asked him about it. The guy said "I've been having fun all night." Mike said, "You want to have fun? Let's have fun." He cocked his fist back and socked him. Of course all this guy's friends come out there (my guys rushed out there as well, for my Mike) and nothing came of it. I'm pretty sure it is because my boys are scrapy or big mother fuckers
The cops showed up, because MayLynn was freaking out about her car. -I think one of my best guys side swipped her car, she pointed out his truck. He left before I could talk to him about it. I had talked to him before, he didn't seem like he had been drinking and he wasn't bothered about anything.- Anyway, the cops had Mike in the back of the cop car for a while. The guy Mike hit was talking to the cops, but he was standing a few feet away, by Willie and I. Willie kept saying, under his breath, "Don't say anything, you fucking bitch. Pussy." and all that kind of junk. The guy was bleeding and had blood down the front of his jersey (he was on one of the teams playing), so they knew Mike had hit him. The guy looked at Will, then walked closer to the cop and told him he didn't want to press charges. Good thing, I don't want any of my boys in jail, especially my Mike Jones!!!!
The rest of the night I was stuck to my boys like glue. We were out by the softball diamond, and that guy MIke hit and all his team kept stairing at me. I wasn't going to tell my boys, because they already had a problem with those people and lots of alcohal in them. I kept giving dirty looks to them, and T.J. noticed them looking at me. He started to step up to them, but I looked at him and he backed off right away. They had seen it though.
One of them said something, like "You guys have a problem? I know that one -he pointed at Bob- was with the guy who hit my teammate." So, you know, boys will be boys, drunk boys at that. They started in on eachother, but I was so pissed (I fucking hate those fuckers, I wanted to punch everyone of them in the face) I yelled at those stupid fucks. Stood between them and my boys and got in anyone's face that was getting too close to any of my boys. One of the dumb fuckers got back in my face and told me "It isn't smart for you to be getting inbetween us like that." I screamed "Don't fucking tell me what to do!" He was a bit taken aback (guys don't realize I'm not afraid of them, no matter how much bigger they are than me) but kept in on me. I was getting so angry, but I kept my head pretty damn well though. I didn't want any of my fellas in jail, and if I started fighting I knew there would be a huge brawl.
Later Bob was laughing at me, talking about how he thought I was going to fight everyone of those stupid fuckers. lol I really wanted to. At the begining of the night I was so mad at the male gender (besides my boys).
Yeah, those are fucking hot.
And those are so amazingly beautiful, I'm sure Mike won't like either.....lol, he hates my taste in shoes. I don't think he likes the way I dress either. I mean, come on, who wouldn't dig cigarette jeans (tighter than fuck, the tighter than better!!!! They are called "Stretch Fucking Jeans" by Lip Service), untied high top black Chucks with bright green laces, a tiny white Wal Mart special ($1.50) T with "Forget it you'll never get it" in '80s inspired lettering, a long ribbed/cabbage edged lace trimmed mellon colored tank under it, and a chuncky HUGE gold chain-chocker style, and Dior knockoff sunglasses?!? Damn, I look hot! lol
Everything is a-okay with my baby. He doesn't suck quite so bad as I thought.
He doesn't at all. Yesterday was wonderful. I went down river with my Emilee, Erika and Erin. There were some crazy fuckers on the river. The water was so so cold! I jumped in, and couldn't stay out to swim for more than five minutes!
I love the water, but I think the river was colder than Lake Michigan!!!!Later I went up to watch blooper ball at North Woods. That is always fun. So many good friends were there. I was really happy to be surrounded by good people, my friends that have always been there for me, and will always be here for me.
Marry had told Josh to kick my ass at one pointed in the night. So came over and speared me, then picked me up over his shoulder and carried me to Marry. When he put me down he said, "Hey, good work! You aren't that heavy."
What?!? lol He laughed at me and told me it was a compliment.....wow, that isn't the way to compliment a girl.I got to see most all of my favorite fellas. When I walked in "Mike Jones" got a huge grin on his face and pointed, so I went over and hugged him.
He danced with me half the night, like a maniac!!! He was toasted, I must say, even for him. He only danced with me for half the night because he punched some flatlander in the face twice, and Kim took him home. I guess the guy he punched was hitting on his wife, and Mike asked him about it. The guy said "I've been having fun all night." Mike said, "You want to have fun? Let's have fun." He cocked his fist back and socked him. Of course all this guy's friends come out there (my guys rushed out there as well, for my Mike) and nothing came of it. I'm pretty sure it is because my boys are scrapy or big mother fuckers The cops showed up, because MayLynn was freaking out about her car. -I think one of my best guys side swipped her car, she pointed out his truck. He left before I could talk to him about it. I had talked to him before, he didn't seem like he had been drinking and he wasn't bothered about anything.- Anyway, the cops had Mike in the back of the cop car for a while. The guy Mike hit was talking to the cops, but he was standing a few feet away, by Willie and I. Willie kept saying, under his breath, "Don't say anything, you fucking bitch. Pussy." and all that kind of junk. The guy was bleeding and had blood down the front of his jersey (he was on one of the teams playing), so they knew Mike had hit him. The guy looked at Will, then walked closer to the cop and told him he didn't want to press charges. Good thing, I don't want any of my boys in jail, especially my Mike Jones!!!!
The rest of the night I was stuck to my boys like glue. We were out by the softball diamond, and that guy MIke hit and all his team kept stairing at me. I wasn't going to tell my boys, because they already had a problem with those people and lots of alcohal in them. I kept giving dirty looks to them, and T.J. noticed them looking at me. He started to step up to them, but I looked at him and he backed off right away. They had seen it though.
One of them said something, like "You guys have a problem? I know that one -he pointed at Bob- was with the guy who hit my teammate." So, you know, boys will be boys, drunk boys at that. They started in on eachother, but I was so pissed (I fucking hate those fuckers, I wanted to punch everyone of them in the face) I yelled at those stupid fucks. Stood between them and my boys and got in anyone's face that was getting too close to any of my boys. One of the dumb fuckers got back in my face and told me "It isn't smart for you to be getting inbetween us like that." I screamed "Don't fucking tell me what to do!" He was a bit taken aback (guys don't realize I'm not afraid of them, no matter how much bigger they are than me) but kept in on me. I was getting so angry, but I kept my head pretty damn well though. I didn't want any of my fellas in jail, and if I started fighting I knew there would be a huge brawl.
Later Bob was laughing at me, talking about how he thought I was going to fight everyone of those stupid fuckers. lol I really wanted to. At the begining of the night I was so mad at the male gender (besides my boys).
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Yes I knew Merv. He was my boss for a little over a year. I didn't work for him directly (I was chef in one of his Hotels), but it was him that hired me and to him I also gave my resignation to. It's a long story!!!!
You are most welcome!!!
My now ex hated the way I dress too. I guess they'd rather us be BORING