I finally found the girl of my dreams. My angel of the night who can keep me warm on the cold and tragic nights of solitude. My princess that I save from the ferocious dragon who keeps her imprisoned in a tower of sorrow. The girl who likes my idiotic humor and actually honestly laughs at my puns and cliche play on words. She can bake cookies and loves to see me gobble them up like a famished islander marooned with none but a canteen of hope. She minds not that I play "nerdy" games like D&D or Vampire and like to spout off rules and specifications of character equipment to my friends. She has the sharp wit of a true smartass and can dish out the sarcasm like candy dandy on Hallow'een. She likes it when I pet her head and squeeze her tush even if it is a bit on the pinchy side sometimes. Her dirty mind rivals mine in such ways that it makes me drool from all my secret places as I make her head melt with my perverted ideas. I play with her hair and she's ok with it. She doesn't mind staying at home thumbwrestling or just sitting on my lap napping whilst I flip through channels aimlessy as I hold her close. She calls me "bitch." I call her "wench." We love it. I nibble her ears and neck all the time. She jogs and has the most amazing legs that could crush my head like a grapefruit if she wanted to. What a way to die. I rub her feet. She rubs my back. She doesn't mind, in fact she likes it, when I randomly stick my hand down her pants. She likes it when I play bongo drums on her tummy. I lay on my back and pick her up the the stomach with my feet and we play airplane. My name is Mandingo she says. She randomly punches me affectionatly when I say something stupid(which is often I must say.) I give her piggy-back rides whenever she wants. I hold the door open and she unlocks my door for me. She's a keeper in every way. She's also only in my head.
~-=Quote Of The Day=-~ "It is far more impressive when others discover your good qualities without your help." --Judith Martin (Miss Manners)
~-=Addendum the Addendum Wanker!=-~ Here's some images for you to laugh at. Mainly of my bad sketches and a rare un-horrible picture of me.
You can even do it yourself, if you try.
It´s easy.
Yes, I know it´s not the same as having someone else make them for you, but extreme situations call for extreme measures.
good luck finding that girl. youll eventually find someone like that.
Your chances might improve if you don´t insist on the baking skills.
Or the jogging.
Yes, that would be good.
If you must, run, but jogging is really repulsive.
Have patience, young grasshoppa, you will find this girl in time.
I can see this in your future. It's one of my super powers.
Ohh, im happy for you really, not jealous at all. *shifty eyes* truely.
Come on MSN!!!