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Is that your inner-teen coming out right now? Does it need to be validated and held?
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Originally Posted by tkdmom
WHAT ??? Maybe that's my problem...
I have a twisted, somewhat sarcastic tone to my sense of humor...maybe I should curb it, huh ! Nah, I like my sarcasm, no guy is worth giving that up...
A young women who worked for the college I attended in my early twenties caught my attention because she was so bright. I did not know it at the time but she developed a serious crush on me. She was very attractive but I knew she was a lesbian and thought she did not see me as a possible boyfriend. In fact she was a sweet heart to me. When her lover/girlfriend found out her feelings for me she made certain to keep us apart.
I have gone by this posting several times because I think I might be one of worlds biggest (and maybe oldest) smart asses. I am 61 years old and have been told that I have a quick and at times smart assed sense of humor. I try real hard to hold stuff in but sometimes I don't know what happens, my brain goes into hyper drive and the stuff that comes out of my mouth most of the time needs to be censored. I also think that had it not been for my smart assed attitude, I would not have survived my first marriage. Example:
One COLD Maine evening (northern Maine), I get a phone call from a bar, 17 miles away, that my ex is there and is falling down drunk...normal for him. They want me to drive out there to pick him up and take him home. All I had to drive at that time was a ton pick up truck with a flat bed, no brakes, just a hand brake. I had a small child and would have to get a sitter. So...after the third phone call, I decide to go get his butt wad. Off I go, 17 miles through the woods roads, no streetlights in my ton pickup with a flat bed attached..no brakes. I get to the bar and his "buddies" want to put him in the cab. Yeah, right! I told them no way, put him on the back and chain him to the sideboards with the logging chains I had on there. So....they do! Again, I go bumping and banging over these dark woods roads with my drunk ex on the back of this truck. We get home, his mustache is covered with ice crystals but as pickled as he is, he is alive. I jump on the back of this truck and unlock the chains and tell him to come in when he is ready. He spent yet ANOTHER 3 hours or more on the back of this truck. Wiseass move? Yup...did he stop drinking...NOPE..he is still a drunk and believe it or not found a woman who doesn't care.
Have I as the ultimate smartass ever married again..YUP..twice more. My second husband passed away very young and my present husband is 10 years younger and loves me to death!
Giving up my funnyness is like loosing my right arm. I just can't do it. I feel like we do too much for these men already. Next thing you know their gonna tell us to have no personality at all.
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