Football FINALLY makes sense.......... A guy took his blonde girlfriend to her first football game. They had great seats right behind their team's bench. After the game, he asked her how she liked the experience. "Oh, I really liked it," she replied, "especially the tight pants and all the big muscles, but I just couldn't understand why they were killing each other over 25 cents."
Dumbfounded, her date asked, "What do you mean?"
"Well, they flipped a coin, one team got it and then for the rest of the game, all they kept screaming was: 'Get the quarterback! Get the quarterback!'
Do you think any Inuit women wear fancy underwear??....hey, this could be a whole new business for you....organising tours for randy maltese guys to hook themselves an Inuit babe....marry one, get one free, and she comes with a years supply of whale blubber....
...and if she runs out of blubber when she's in Malta, she could always harpoon herself a fat tourist swimming in Bugibba bay.....it's teeming with them!!....
Sorry, Smoky, most of the male camels wear speedos too.....you could try the boat cruises to Valletta harbour run by the Sisters of Virtue Convent.....you'll be in safe hands there I think.....
Quite so......I think the best way to meet someone is to have someone catch your eye....and then you chat, then you see if there's any chemistry, the physicality issues, the communication issues...the common-interest issues....and then...and then....
on the internet, it's exactly the other way round....and if that person is in another country, well.....that first initial "connection" mechanism may take place two- or more months and 10'000 emails later.....only to find that it doesn't "click"....
Bah-humbug....don't change a bleeding thing....before you know it, there'll be an integrated webcam in the programme and then EVERYBODY will be able to see you sitting in your crummy pyjamas, unshaven, with morning mouth...
....then nobody will have me...except my dog, and I don't even have one yet....
I second you Jan......in real life, what you see and sense, is what you get...here online it's the wrong way round....I'd say, 60 seconds of face-to-face, is worth more than 60 hours online....MHO...
That's a point....here's another...cynicism could develop from hurt...granted....but could also develop from multiple experience.....you're only stupid if you don't learn from your mistakes or your experiences....if you see the same thing mechanism in operation over and over again, and you don't learn from it, then sorry, you're stupid.....perhaps cynicism is a natural part of being experienced...?
What a beautiful phrase, Ibiza!!!...." you just have to be ready to be a fool again".....
I find that the essence of courage and conviction....it's like the thornbird plunging herself onto the wooden spike.....be liberated by love, or die in the attempt...and in that moment of finding love, we are liberated...quite poetic...the ability to open ourselves to hurt....nothing risked, nothing gained....
Hey that's great, Ibiza!!!!....I really hope it works out well...keep us informed...
..yes, and I hate to admit it.....I have become cynical....but it's like losing your virginity.....once it's gone, it's gone....you can't wish it back, can you??...
That's the point....just like TV, it's easier to be a passive veiwer, than to partake......that's the crux of my argument, why the majority of online relationships will ultimately fail when translated into real-life......because online is fantasy time, and in that sense, a whole lot easier than reality.....
You caught my mood exactly......let's put it into perspective......online dating compared with real-life dating, is like comparing playing a game of soccer to watching it on TV.....watching TV is superficial, vacuous, and is going to turn your brain into broccolli if you do it all day, every day.....savvy??....please make the analogy....
Online we are all perfect....we can be who we want to be, make it up as you go along.....that's why we don't want to meet in real life....because then you have to deal with reality.....that's why online dating is pie-in-the-sky.....and we're all wasting each other's time.....what do you say to that, huh?.....
Oh for god's sake!!.....let's get down to brass tacks...."Hidden Agenda" is polite code for "getting your leg over"....basically what the lady is saying is.....if you're just looking on the internet for a fling, get lost.....no??...
....ok, maybe that's the most common hidden agenda, but there are lots more......maybe we should open a thread called just that...."Hidden Agendas"....
A snog......a peck is a peck....a kiss is a kiss.......and then...there is......
..THE SNOG.....
....frantic exchange of saliva and tongues, squeezing body parts, hands in the hair, ouch -don't-ruin-my-hairdo pawing, audible panting, erasing all visible traces of lipstick from her mouth, animal sounds....huh..huh....hmmmmm, pant pant....fumble...hmmmm....slurppp.........
Another....Blonde Joke
Jan!!...Like....Hellooooooo?...it's american football!!..