**** of a GF caught in the act

**brooksware2000** · 07-11-2004, 02:32 PM

Get pictures of her performing a Paris Hilton and mail them to her parents

**Chairboy** · 07-11-2004, 02:32 PM

A Divorce Letter

Dear Connie,

I know the counselor said we shouldn't contact each
other during our "cooling off" period, but I couldn't
wait anymore. The day you left, I swore I'd never talk
to you again. But that was just the wounded little boy
in me talking. Still, I never wanted to be the first
one to make contact. In my fantasies, it was always you
who would come crawling back to me. I guess my pride
needed that. But now I see that my pride's cost me a
lot of things. I'm tired of pretending I don't miss you.
I don't care about looking bad anymore. I don't care
who makes the first move as long as one of us does.

Maybe it's time we let our hearts speak as loudly as
our hurt. And this is what my heart says: "There's no
one like you, Connie." I look for you in the eyes and
breasts of every woman I see, but they're not you.
They're not even close. Two weeks ago, I met this girl
at Flamingos and brought her home with me. I don't say
this to hurt you, but just to illustrate the depth of
my desperation.

She was young, maybe 19, with one of those perfect bodies
that only youth and maybe a childhood spent ice skating
can give you. I mean, just a perfect body. Tits like
you wouldn't believe and an *** that just wouldn't quit.
Every man's dream, right? But as I sat on the couch being
blown by this stunner, I thought, look at the stuff we've
made important in our lives. It's all so superficial.

What does a perfect body mean? Does it make her better
in bed? Well, in this case, yes, but you see what I'm
getting at. Does it make her a better person? Does she
have a better heart than my moderately attractive Connie?
I doubt it. And I'd never really thought of that before.

I don't know, maybe I'm just growing up a little. Later,
after I'd tossed her about a half a pint of throat yogurt,
I found myself thinking, "Why do I feel so drained and
empty?" It wasn't just her flawless technique or her
slutty, shameless hunger, but something else. Some nagging
feeling of loss. Why did it feel so incomplete? And then
it hit me. It didn't feel the same because you weren't
there to watch. Do you know what I mean? Nothing feels
the same without you. Connie, I'm just going crazy
without you. And everything I do just reminds me of you.

Do you remember Carol, that single mom we met at the
Holiday Inn lounge last year? Well, she dropped by last
week with a pan of lasagna. She said she figured I wasn't
eating right without a woman around. I didn't know what
she meant till later, but that's not the real story.

Anyway, we had a few glasses of wine and the next thing
you know, we're banging away in our old bedroom. And
this tart's a total monster in the sack. She's giving
me everything, you know, like a real woman does when
she's not hung up about her weight or her career and
whether the kids can hear us. And all of a sudden, she
spots that tilting mirror on your grandmother's old
vanity. So she puts it on the floor and we straddle it,
right, so we can watch ourselves. And it's totally hot,
but it makes me sad, too. Cause I can't help thinking,
"Why didn't Connie ever put the mirror on the floor?
We've had this old vanity for what, 14 years, and we
never used it as a sex toy."

Saturday, your sister drops by with my copy of the
restraining order. I mean, Vicky's just a kid and all,
but she's got a pretty good head on her shoulders and
she's been a real friend to me during this painful time.
She's given me lots of good advice about you and about
women in general. She's pulling for us to get back
together, Connie, she really is. So we're doing Jell-O
shots in a hot bubble bath and talking about happier
times. Here's this teenage girl with the same DNA as
you and all I can do is think of how much she looked
like you when you were 18. And that just about makes
me cry.

Don't you think we could start over? Just wipe out
all the grievances away and start fresh? I think we
can.

If you feel the same please, please, please let me know.

Otherwise, can you let just let me know where you hid
the damn remote?

Love,

Dan.

**Motorcity** · 07-11-2004, 02:53 PM

Originally Posted by trdcpu

Go buy a ford f350 duely, then increase the boost to 100 psi, and tie a huge cruise ship anchor chain around her living arrangements, and push throttle down for desired results.

Did you just watch Lethal Weapon again??

**carpcnoobie** · 07-11-2004, 03:00 PM

Chairboy,

That letter was so beautiful. I almost started crying... crying from laughter. That is the perfect medicine for this situation. I'll have to keep this in my file for future reference!

**jjh221** · 07-11-2004, 03:07 PM

I agree with everyone here... may I say this... all girls are sluts. Ya need to go to church and find a good girl that is not a child. That does not think like one nor act like one. Someone that knows what she wants who she is and how to handle certain things. I say we lock them all in a cage...but that wont work they will all start doing eachother. I understand where you are comming from completly, everyone in their life will be cheated on somehow. If you still love her let her know that but just be friends, you can never let her get that by on you, unless now she really knows her place. know what i mean? I think girls just want someone they kind look up to, the strong figure type and they think they can get that from stupid men that treat them bad or treating men bad to see an end result. Either way they never truely loved you. So bro I'd Thank the guy for letting you know sooner, ya know...and if he gets lippy be like dude "hows my dick taste" and forget the weak.
Its just a weakness those poor soles have. Ya must be strong and drop the sluts but dont be so rude they think they are right. Ya did love her.
J
Dumb *****es I tell ya. if they didnt act so stupid they wouldnt feel so bad. Hell I have no pitty on stupid whores. But I will care for them as a person.
Peace
Girls just have a hunger that needs to be tamed

**Ricky327** · 07-11-2004, 03:40 PM

I dont think that guy and her can work out anyway, even if they both think they can make it.

If I ever do get to **** a girl like that, what quickly goes in my mind is...if she can cheat on her BF sure she can cheat on me too. She normally get thrown in a ****girl folder. A cheater will always cheat, its a habit. They are the type whos always in search of entertainment and doesnt really know whats the ups and downs are all about in a relationship.

It is possible they are not sexually compatible and therefore the girl find a guy who can give her what shes looking for. To some sex is more important than anything else in a relationship...even if they risk ruining everything.

LOL look like we are bashing his GF too much...she cant be that bad if she managed to stick around without cheating for 5 years, unless its been happening for the last 5 years...who knows.

**jjh221** · 07-11-2004, 03:42 PM

well it seems that normally. The last one to know should have been the first.

**deadweasel** · 07-11-2004, 04:14 PM

Holy **** man. That sucks so bad. I'm sorry for you my man.

If nothing else, though, at least it was a clean and decisive break, instead of long and drawn out. That's the most painful way. I got engaged to my high school sweetheart after 7 years of "dating". We spent two more years trying to get our act together with a new fixer-upper house we had bought together.

I discovered the hard way that she had changed, when my nice job dried up on me, and I was stuck out in BFE with a car that had decided to die as soon as I got home from my last day. That meant I had to walk 45 minutes into town to the nearest bus stop to go look for a job. I finally got hired in at a Radio Shack, where I made just enough to keep myself in bus fares and food, but of course, not enough to pay on the house or bills.

Now, keep in mind, the house was in her name, and I had moved in with her after a breakup of about a year, so she was doing fine on her own. The thing is, when that job went away, she got more and more demanding about me giving my money to her, even though it was barely enough to support myself until I found a better job and fixed the car.

In the end, she got so fixated on me giving her money, that I decided I had to get out. I left everything I had, went to work, and got a motel room in Royal Oak (near Detroit), where I lived until I worked myself back up enough to go get my car and belongings.

Now, three years later, I'm just getting back on my feet, and no longer so stressed out about just making things work. It took almost three years for us to go our separate ways, and I still think about her all the time. That's a pain that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy.

I'm sorry this happened to you, but glad that at least you never have to wonder whose fault it was, and if things can be worked out. She cheats, then she isn't faithful, and isn't worth your time, money or affection.
I say I'm sorry for you, but actually, in light of what happened to you, I think we should all be saying "CONGRATS MAN!!!" Freedom is great! W00t!

**Curiosity** · 07-11-2004, 04:52 PM

From the other guy's perspective (the one you don't want to listen to), I hear a different story and always the same. She wants out and is stuck, and has a choice of dumping the guy and ripping his heart out or making him hate her and dump her. As horrible as it may seem, the latter is emotionally easier on both. The point is, it was going to end soon, one way or another.