Notice Gene's wife didn't say "tell them about your fuking moustahe".
Nate Allen <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: "Maybe she thought you were as
funny as Rob Pegoraro, ate out as often as Gene Weingarten and had more
electronic gadgets than Tom Sietsema."
Although, given Gene's revelations about his sexual preferences in the chat
this week, this shouldn't have been a bad sign!
"A lesbian trapped in a man's body would be a heterosexual man who particularly
enjoys aspects of sex that would be the sorts of things that might constitute
(see, I am using big words here, and complex syntax) aspects of conjugal
behavior that, presumably, constitute a large measure of a particular activity
that might represent a substantial part of the ordinary repertoire of lesbian
physical lovemaking."
On 5/3/07, Julie <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
Maybe she thought you were as funny as Rob Pegoraro, ate out as often as Gene
Weingarten and had more electronic gadgets than Tom Sietsema.
(Ok, I have to admit I've had that one in the back of my mind ever since you
posted what you really wrote. That's because it reminded me of the old joke
about the food in England, the trains in Italy and something else -- I forget
the third one. If I was a writer for datelab, I'd include something about that
in the article.)
On 5/3/07, Ray Bradley <[EMAIL PROTECTED] > wrote: and this place
is quieter than Helen Keller's voice mail.
I haven't heard when my Datelab article will be, but I did hear back
from the woman. Despite her telling the Post writer that she really
liked me, and enthusiasm for a second date, she changed her mind
yesterday and said we're just not going to work out.
<sarcasm>Darn, and I thought she was the One</sarcasm>
Oh well.
Ellen, I'm free again if you wanna get all naked and sticky.
- Rb
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