I understand wanting to help, but if the mods lifted the "ban" there would be no way to control bloggers who break site rules. It's a get out of jail free card situation.
I don't know if her predicament is temporary or permanent, or exactly what happened, but there is a need for some rules in place to keep order.
Hopefully it is temporary if she really wants to come back, and things will be good in future.
Hi Cat, It's sad to think that honesty is something that was taught to the "older" generation but is dying out. What implications that has for society.
I personally hate lying and hate when being lied to. I feel if you are going to lie, don't say anything at all!
As others have said, its also a slippery road for those with a bad memory.
Yes, our leaders and politicians of old were respected and to be emulated... like Honest Abe.
However, now they are dishonest and show that lying is the way to succeed.
Funny story about your woman friend. She probably doesn't remember how old she is anymore.
You are basically just free to do whatever you please (life responsibilities excluded.)
No one complaining, arguing, annoying, inconveniencing etc in the inner sanctum of your home.
On the other hand, the single person does not enjoy the wonderful gift of and comfort of loving and being loved by their other half. which makes it worth giving up the benefits of singledom.
If they stopped answering, they either did not get the emails, did not read the emails, did not have time or forgot to answer the emails, or are just not interested for a variety of reasons.
I usually "hang" when I'm "chillin". Usually means a casual get together, but I dunno... maybe Pedalguy is right, could be anywhere you decide to "hang out" so better bring some hangers from your closet.
Just as Angelica is about to take a bite of a particularly sugar laden strawberry, Mr. Perfect comes to the door. He sees Gerda quickly leaving and wonders about her briefly. Even though he is stunningly good looking himself and understands Angelica's shallow nature, he always wondered what it would be like to have a plain woman who completely adored him. A little overweight but possibly a very good cook! He thought, eying her figure from behind.
Angelica swooshed open the door, the strawberry falling from her hand. "Halo!" she cried nervously, trying to hide the bounteous strawberry plate behind on a vase on a nearby table. "I didn't expect you."
"Hello, sugar," Mr. Perfect whispered sweetly. "Or is that something else on your lips?"
RE: Where's Our Friend?
Hi Capri,Has he answered you yet? Mine is still unopened.
Thanks!