Originally Posted by ricoswaff (Post 8650000)

We knew of each other when we were in high school because she was a wrestling cheerleader and I was a wrestler at a rival school. We met a year later at Perkins...she approached me (drunk) and told me she had a crush on me in high school and tried watching every one of my matches. We talked for a while at Perkins and I asked her to go night-fishing with me when we left, which she agreed. We dated for about a month until some dude told her about these 2-3 other girls I was dating whom I broke things off with after her and I decided to date each other exclusively. She thought (and still thinks) I was cheating on her, which I think is very, very debatable. She broke up with me, but we remained friends, but lost touch off and on as the years went by. 7 years later, we made plans to hang out again and haven't been away from each other since. We have been engaged for a few years now, but our marriage plans keep having to be replanned because we keep having babies because we hump like rabbits.

Originally Posted by Rain Man (Post 8650013)

Sounds like her father is pointing the shotgun in the wrong direction.

Originally Posted by ricoswaff (Post 8650021)

Why?

Originally Posted by Rain Man (Post 8650027)

I was referring to the end of your story. In the common mythology, pregnancy forces a marriage rather than prevents it, via the father's shotgun.

http://www.bullcitystateofmind.com/s...=1297347528219

Originally Posted by Lumpy (Post 8650044)

Moonlight Bunny Ranch

Originally Posted by Dave (Post 8650040)

I was born with it.

Originally Posted by Lumpy (Post 8650044)

Moonlight Bunny Ranch

Originally Posted by pr_capone (Post 8650048)

So Gonzo was selling his cornhole, eh? Which strap-on did you feed him?

Originally Posted by frazod (Post 8650054)

Pitching or catching? :D

Originally Posted by Lumpy (Post 8650064)

Damn it, Fraz. ROFL

Originally Posted by The Dawg? (Post 8650070)

prison

Originally Posted by The Dawg? (Post 8650070)

prison