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albertagirl
Over 90 days ago
Straight Female, 68
Canada
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1973 ford pinto.... was a good little car to learn all the ropes with
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Anger management really does work!
When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take
It out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out
On someone you don't know.
I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten
To make. I found the number and dialed it.
A man answered, saying 'Hello.'
I politely said, 'This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn ?'
Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear 'Get the right f***ing
Number!' and the phone was slammed down on me.
I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down
Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally
Transposed the last two digits.
After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.
When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled 'You're an asshole!' and hung up.
I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it,and put it
In my desk drawer.
Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad
Day, I'd call him up and yell, 'You're an asshole!'
It always cheered me up.
When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole'
Calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, 'Hi,
This is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling to see if
You're familiar
With our Caller ID Program?'
He yelled 'NO!' and slammed down the phone.
I quickly called him back and said, 'That's because you're an
Asshole!' and hung up.
One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot.
Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had
Patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting
For that spot, but the idiot ignored me.
I noticed a 'For Sale ' sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number.
A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had
His number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW
Asshole, too. I said, 'Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?'
He said, 'Yes, it is.'
I asked, 'Can you tell me where I can see it?'
He said, 'Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax , and the car's
Parked right out in front.'
I asked, 'What's your name?' He said, 'My name is Don Hansen.'
I asked, 'When's a good time to catch you, Don?'
He said, 'I'm home every evening after five.'
I said, 'Listen, Don, can I tell you something?'
He said, 'Yes?'
I said, 'Don, you're an asshole!'
Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.
Then I came up with an idea.
I called asshole #1.
He said, 'Hello.'
I said, 'You're an asshole!' (But I didn't hang up.)
He asked, 'Are you still there?'
I said, 'Yeah.'
He screamed, 'Stop calling me.'
I said, 'Make me.'
He asked, 'Who are you?'
I said, 'My name is Don Hansen.'
He said, 'Yeah? Where do you live?'
I said, 'Asshole, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax . I have a
Black Beamer parked in front.'
He said, 'I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start
Saying your prayers.'
I said, 'Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole,' and hung up.
Then I called Asshole #2.
He said, 'Hello?'
I said, 'Hello, asshole.'
He yelled, 'If I ever find out who you are...'
I said, 'You'll what?'
He exclaimed, 'I'll kick your ass.'
I answered, 'Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now.'
Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived
At 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax , and that I was on my way home to
Kill my gay lover.
Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down on Oaktree
Blvd. In Fairfax.
I quickly got into my car and headed over to Fairfax.
I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of
each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and
surrounded by a news crew.
NOW I feel much better.
Anger management really does work!
When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take
It out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out
On someone you don't know.
I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten
To make. I found the number and dialed it.
A man answered, saying 'Hello.'
I politely said, 'This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn ?'
Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear 'Get the right f***ing
Number!' and the phone was slammed down on me.
I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down
Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally
Transposed the last two digits.
After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.
When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled 'You're an asshole!' and hung up.
I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it,and put it
In my desk drawer.
Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad
Day, I'd call him up and yell, 'You're an asshole!'
It always cheered me up.
When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole'
Calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, 'Hi,
This is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling to see if
You're familiar
With our Caller ID Program?'
He yelled 'NO!' and slammed down the phone.
I quickly called him back and said, 'That's because you're an
Asshole!' and hung up.
One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot.
Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had
Patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting
For that spot, but the idiot ignored me.
I noticed a 'For Sale ' sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number.
A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had
His number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW
Asshole, too. I said, 'Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?'
He said, 'Yes, it is.'
I asked, 'Can you tell me where I can see it?'
He said, 'Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax , and the car's
Parked right out in front.'
I asked, 'What's your name?' He said, 'My name is Don Hansen.'
I asked, 'When's a good time to catch you, Don?'
He said, 'I'm home every evening after five.'
I said, 'Listen, Don, can I tell you something?'
He said, 'Yes?'
I said, 'Don, you're an asshole!'
Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.
Then I came up with an idea.
I called asshole #1.
He said, 'Hello.'
I said, 'You're an asshole!' (But I didn't hang up.)
He asked, 'Are you still there?'
I said, 'Yeah.'
He screamed, 'Stop calling me.'
I said, 'Make me.'
He asked, 'Who are you?'
I said, 'My name is Don Hansen.'
He said, 'Yeah? Where do you live?'
I said, 'Asshole, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax . I have a
Black Beamer parked in front.'
He said, 'I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start
Saying your prayers.'
I said, 'Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole,' and hung up.
Then I called Asshole #2.
He said, 'Hello?'
I said, 'Hello, asshole.'
He yelled, 'If I ever find out who you are...'
I said, 'You'll what?'
He exclaimed, 'I'll kick your ass.'
I answered, 'Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now.'
Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived
At 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax , and that I was on my way home to
Kill my gay lover.
Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down on Oaktree
Blvd. In Fairfax.
I quickly got into my car and headed over to Fairfax.
I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of
each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and
surrounded by a news crew.
NOW I feel much better.
Anger management really does work!
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Do you ever forget your first love? We drifted apart after my family moved to be closer to my Grandfather who was very ill.
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Tie his wrists to his ankles and show him what a spanking really is
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I dont know if this is a site problem or a problem with my email. But I keep getting email notifications that someone on here has sent me a message and when I come to look it's from 2 or 3 days ago and I have already been notified.
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I have always been able to tell my family and friends that I love them. I think it has to do with how I was raised, my family was always demonstrative and my mother always told us she loved us, even after disciplining us.
My father, when we went to visit him the last words he said to us before we left was I love you always.
We were taught that even when your angry at someone, never leave the arguement or the room mad, let the last words be words of love.
My father, when we went to visit him the last words he said to us before we left was I love you always.
We were taught that even when your angry at someone, never leave the arguement or the room mad, let the last words be words of love.
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Quote by DLizze
If what you are doing is something that you have to hide from your partner, it is cheating. (And the logical extension is, if you and your partner can't truly and genuinely agree on the limits, one of you is probably with the wrong partner. I suppose the converse is also true.)
I have to agree with DLizze on this one, If your hiding it its cheating.