His name is Bruce and he's a Miniture Dauschand. He's a blonde, like me. I even posted a picture of him on the site. I know, it's silly, but he is my little angel.
I am some what new, but getting the hang of things on this site. It is be far the best I have been on. Though I have noticed that the men who contact me, not just here but on others as well, always want to move to another mode of communication rather quickly. They also use little pet names, which I feel is not right for a first time encounter.
As long as she's willing to pay , what ever happend to going dutch? I am pretty sure that asking someone to put out money to meet you might not be the best "pickup" line.
Going beyond the cost of oil. The worst part of this whole scene is the east coast, where heating co. are charging people for oil to heat their homes, collecting the money, then closing up shop. They are taking money from the people who are feeling the pinch right down to their bones. Any ways, any one who takes for the old should go to hell, or jail. No contest.
I was a donor for a while, but my family did not like the idea of having organ donor stamped on my license. So I removed it, but they are in agreement that if anything does happen to me and my organs are fit, they should donate them.
very, very, very funny. A friend did the same thing with one of those collars that shocks a dog when it barks. It hurt him, but we couldn't stop laughing, poor guy.
According to my dad I was two, maybe three years old. He brought me to a company Christmas party and let me roam about as he chatted with a friend.
Apparently this was one of those parties where alcohol was allowed, and back in the day where smoking was just peachy. During one of my passes around the room I decided I was thursty and grabbed the beverage nearest me and walked off. A few minutes later I wondered into my dad and his friend slurping a luke warm Bud and grimacing.
We found the owner of the beer {who had drank from the cigarette beer can, then sprayed ash and butts everywhere}, gave him back his beer. Then we got a soda.
The embarassing part . . . he tells this story at least once a year to an audiance of friends, family, and whomevers.
I understand looking for someone to love no matter the age, but it does seem . . . messed up when an older anyone looks for a partner much younger then themselves. I know I feel "creeped" out if a man 10 + yrs older then me starts to take interest in me, especially if they ues those terms like "baby, lovely, sweet, honey . . ." . That just seems wrong to me.
RE: Hobbies or Interests (Apart from CS)
His name is Bruce and he's a Miniture Dauschand. He's a blonde, like me. I even posted a picture of him on the site. I know, it's silly, but he is my little angel.