Well,
after my second marriage ended horribly (I have no idea why - something about me not being the man she married or some other thing) I found myself single, with the only female company being my dog Molly. I decided that things must be done and started posting on a popular digital arts website. After all, the internet is full of ladies, and I am a stud who has won many medals for bravery and brilliance in the face of battle. I became very popular and requested ladies' presence on multiple occasions, but for some reason my efforts were unrewarded - even with the attractive pictures of myself I supplied by gaz! I decided to call it a day and continue planning my trip to the South Pole in a fighter jet powered by the blood of diabetes patients, but some pesky solider who OBVIOUSLY had a dislocated hand decided he wanted to prosecute me. How inconvenient.
Speaking of which, I didn't ask anyone out to be in my current relationship. It just happened, you know? I would like to keep all my teeth and Bubba can be very persuasive...

Regards,
Edmund
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Fri 11 Dec 2009, 17:12, 1 reply)

Nice one!
We'll take a deep breath now, because Bubba may just have dropped his soap in the shower....
( The Disappointed Caravanner of the year, Fri 11 Dec 2009, 21:19, closed)