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seeahill wrote:

WildGorillaMan wrote:

JonnyCat wrote:Bears, wildfires or women: Tim, you can't seem to catch a break.

I hope he at least had hot make-up sex with the bear.

I lead a life of thrilling adventure.

seeahill wrote:

Fat Cat wrote:Tell us a story!

...Meanwhile, the church across the way has just let out...

seeahill wrote:

Fat Cat wrote:Tell us a story!

I didn't expect this sort of shit to happen in my geezerhood.

She calls and says "we have to talk." I go over there on Sunday morning. We have our talk and I say, "well, if you feel that way, let's call this whole thing off." Whereupon she smashes her heavy coffee cup on my knee. Snatches the glasses off my face and stomps them. Then she disappears out of her kitchen and into the garage. I think: no further good can come of me staying here. So I limp out the door. She's managed to hit that crazy bone part of the knee that makes the whole leg tingle. I look back and she's running out the door with a 2x4. I do not want to turn my back on her to get into my truck. So I turn to face her.

She swings at me but I stay out of range.

Meanwhile, the church across the way has just let out. People are standing watching and calling 911. The cops arrive presently --- 3 squad cars and 6 cops with nothing much to do on a Sunday morning. It was like an episode of "Cops" except we weren't drunk at night in a trailer park in Tucson. The cops finally cuffed her and took her away. There's a restraining order. Didn't stop her from calling me the other night and telling me what a dick I am.

High Velocity Lie-Nap! wrote:

seeahill wrote:

Fat Cat wrote:Tell us a story!

I didn't expect this sort of shit to happen in my geezerhood.

She calls and says "we have to talk." I go over there on Sunday morning. We have our talk and I say, "well, if you feel that way, let's call this whole thing off." Whereupon she smashes her heavy coffee cup on my knee. Snatches the glasses off my face and stomps them. Then she disappears out of her kitchen and into the garage. I think: no further good can come of me staying here. So I limp out the door. She's managed to hit that crazy bone part of the knee that makes the whole leg tingle. I look back and she's running out the door with a 2x4. I do not want to turn my back on her to get into my truck. So I turn to face her.

She swings at me but I stay out of range.

Meanwhile, the church across the way has just let out. People are standing watching and calling 911. The cops arrive presently --- 3 squad cars and 6 cops with nothing much to do on a Sunday morning. It was like an episode of "Cops" except we weren't drunk at night in a trailer park in Tucson. The cops finally cuffed her and took her away. There's a restraining order. Didn't stop her from calling me the other night and telling me what a dick I am.

Shit. That's nothing compared to what Shaf has to deal with from Rant.

syaigh wrote:Not a good track record here, I'm thinking less and less of recommending you look up my brainy gorgeous 62 year old widowed aunt who has a filthy sense of humor and a massive sense of decorum. You seem to like the crazy.

Crust Bucket wrote:
Hopefully Batshit Betty will calm down and leave you alone now.

baffled wrote:You dodged the question about wrinkly anal sex.

Crust Bucket wrote:What he's really not telling us is, he made her pay for one of his books and she ended up reading it.