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I Can’t Believe What Is Happening

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I was seven ways to fucked up a few weeks ago as I argued with a woman on Google.

Now, you know me.  Part of me is from the 1950s, and I admit that.  I believe that girls should be ladies and guys are just guys when no good girl gives them a chance; we’ll stick our dicks in any slit we can find-and pray she doesn’t have the jack.  However, it’s different this time.

I went into Google looking for blood-and I got it.  I fought off every feminist in the chatroom.  However, there was this one woman who had a very bad story-and it turned out that she wasn’t bullshitting.

This was bad.

Out of respect for her privacy, I will not go into the complete argument, but let’s just say that I was a complete asshole.  I know what you’re thinking:

When are you not ?

Okay, you may have a point there, but so what?  This is about more than politics.  This is about men and women; relationshits, as I call them (although I’m quite sure that someone coined that term long before I did).

The funny thing is that she informed me that she had been following me on Google for the past three weeks before she decided to take me on.

Long story summarized, I began to fall in love with her the more I learned about her situation.  By the end of the thread, we were about to go out on a date.

Well, we just celebrated our first Valentine’s Day.  She is a beautifully short, blonde-haired and blue-eyed queen standing at 5’2″-and yeah.  Her feet are perfect for me.  I can’t get enough of those little temptresses.

The funny thing is that, while disagreements are part of the game of love, I highly doubt that she and I will ever argue again.  We learned how to hurt each other-and we didn’t particularly care for the results, so we decided to go directly to the middle whenever we disagree on something.

I’m going to marry this 40-year-old Christian MILF (as I call her-and she wasn’t even familiar with the term!) because she (unlike most Christians) tries to live out her faith.  She knows all my shortcomings, yet she doesn’t judge.  This is a damn good woman, and I am going to lay down my life for her.

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