Current Complaints

Started by FarmerYoda, Aug 19, 2006, 12:07 AM

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Hawkeye

Finding a note from your girlfriend (pre-officially bf/gf) to one of her friends saying I had a "super small penis"...ouch.  Not even true, at least according to the popular belief that 5.5 inches is average...plus her friend obviously didn't like me, going so far as to say "he's crazy."  I know I shouldn't have read the letter, but I just found it, not like I was snooping for it...now I don't know what to do?!  I really like her besides this, but damn that's a low blow!  I'm starting to lose all faith in relationships  :-/
We could.

Taterbug

5.5"    Flaccid or Erect ?
Not everyone can have a BABY ARM.

LIKE ME :D   just kidding

How long have you been together with her ?
"Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle" Honest Abe

megisnotreal

QuoteFinding a note from your girlfriend (pre-officially bf/gf)

well, if she wrote that note before you started dating, then you must have changed her mind  ;)... look at it that way.

optimism! [smiley=thumbsup.gif]

BH

Not just small but "super small".  Wow, that's cruel.  Maybe she was dating a porn star before you and that's all she knows.  

Mine's only 3 inches long but it's 4 inches in diameter.
I'm digging, digging deep in myself, but who needs a shovel when you have a little boy like mine.

Hawkeye

Been seeing her since early January, "officially" since early February...I try to be optimistic about the whole thing ("fuck the pessimists!" - EdVed) but damn is it hard...not sure I'll be able to, you know,   ;D :-* ;) with her again  :-/
We could.

red

Mine's 4".  Some girls like it that wide.  :P

Hawkeye

Yeah I'm definitely a grower not a shower if you know what I mean...but like many guys I have measured before and it's definitely around the average range...I'm trying my damndest not to call her out on it
We could.

red

QuoteYeah I'm definitely a grower not a shower if you know what I mean...but like many guys I have measured before and it's definitely around the average range...I'm trying my damndest not to call her out on it
Maybe she has a huge vagina?

/Curb Your Enthusiasm

Taterbug

QuoteBeen seeing her since early January, "officially" since early February...I try to be optimistic about the whole thing ("fuck the pessimists!" - EdVed) but damn is it hard...not sure I'll be able to, you know,   ;D :-* ;) with her again  :-/

I bet if you accidentally stick it in her balloonknot, she will let you know how BIG it is.

She sounds like a shallow person,  from what you wrote.  I think you should move on.
I think she betrayed you by talking to her friends, thats gonna be tough to forget about.  Every time your around her friends your gonna be thinking about that letter.

"Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle" Honest Abe

Hawkeye

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QuoteYeah I'm definitely a grower not a shower if you know what I mean...but like many guys I have measured before and it's definitely around the average range...I'm trying my damndest not to call her out on it
Maybe she has a huge vagina?

/Curb Your Enthusiasm

Haha...
Yeah that was a shallow thing to do...I mean, that's something you do AFTER you've decided to not date someone, not while you're still deciding...i don't think of her as a shallow person though, she just donated her eggs to help two total strangers, although she did receive a good chunk of money for compensation
We could.

colleen

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Maybe she has a huge vagina?

/Curb Your Enthusiasm


That's such a good episode. Do you know where your cell phone is? ;D
Everyone has a photographic memory. Some don't have film.

ycartrob

QuoteBeen seeing her since early January, "officially" since early February...I try to be optimistic about the whole thing ("fuck the pessimists!" - EdVed) but damn is it hard...not sure I'll be able to, you know,   ;D :-* ;) with her again  :-/

I know this may be hard (no pun intended) to deal with, but in the big scheme of things, it's no big (no pun intended) deal.

If you are dating to get married, then it's really no big deal (unless you suffer from micro penis). But if you're dating just for sex, then it will matter to her (and maybe to you and your self esteem). However, that's why God gave us tongues...

It's weird b/c guys judge women all the time (breasts, butt, weight, hair, etc...) but we get a little defensive when we feel our special member is being judged "unfairly".

There's like 50 million other women available, so, keep on truckin'!



mjkoehler

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If you are dating to get married, then it's really no big deal (unless you suffer from micro penis). But if you're dating just for sex, then it will matter to her (and maybe to you and your self esteem). However, that's why God gave us tongues...


That quite possbily may be the wisest and funniest thing I have read in a long time.

vespachick

My jacket's gonna be cut slim and checked

megisnotreal

QuoteCarlos Mencia.

agreed.

i cannot stand carlos mencia. i hate to sound pretentious, but i really do think that his "act" caters to a, uh, less intellectual audience. the thing that gets me about mencia's brand of comedy is that it doesn't make you think. he just exploits a stereotype and people fall over laughing; but what does that achieve?

comedy can make you think. think about mr. show or chapelle's show. yeah, they both had their base moments, but when it came to social issues, they knew how to deal with it in a way that lead the audience to think about those issues. bob and david or dave could take a stereotype and stretch it into something ridiculous. you'd laugh your ass off while watching, but afterwards, you'd start to wonder exactly why it was funny. in doing so, you begin to think about things differently.

to me, this is not present in mencia's comedy. he's merely perpetuating stereotypes instead of challenging them.

i mean, it's just my opinion... but carlos mencia's "act" sucks.  


aMD

this has been a long ass week and I still have two 12+ hour days until it's over.  

colleen

This isn't so much of a complaint as an observation of how wierd life is. But, I thought it would read as rather perverse if I put it in the current joys thread. I thought about starting another thread called 'the state that i am in' or maybe just 'current observations'  or 'stories' but didn't.

Anyway, I have really felt like the angel of death lately. Yesterday, I was getting ready to go to see The Slip when my co-worker called me to say there was a badly injured cat underneath his porch. Next thing you know, I am crawling on my stomach through 2 feet of snow with a fishing net I purchased to catch the cat in order to bring it to be euthanized. Needless to say I skipped the show. I can't tell you how many animals have presented themselves to me in a similar or often more direct way over the years (pigeons, squirrels, cats, I even had to kill a dog I found in the middle of nowhere who had no hope of survival). I have also helped a few people die including my grandma recently.

The thing is, I don't really see death as being that different than life. We need help coming into and leaving this world. I realized also yesterday as I was crying for the cat who was suffering, that maybe being in this position with an animal allows me to mourn things that are happening which aren't in close proximity to me like people living in warzones, etc. I care about things far away but often feel like I can't access them emotionally and maybe this is a way to cry for them by crying for the cat. Anyway, I hope this story wasn't too dark for you. Just wanted to share it, as stuff like this sends me into a philosophical headspace and makes me question why we end up playing certain roles in life.
Everyone has a photographic memory. Some don't have film.

ycartrob

QuoteThis isn't so much of a complaint as an observation of how wierd life is. But, I thought it would read as rather perverse if I put it in the current joys thread. I thought about starting another thread called 'the state that i am in' or maybe just 'current observations'  or 'stories' but didn't.

Anyway, I have really felt like the angel of death lately. Yesterday, I was getting ready to go to see The Slip when my co-worker called me to say there was a badly injured cat underneath his porch. Next thing you know, I am crawling on my stomach through 2 feet of snow with a fishing net I purchased to catch the cat in order to bring it to be euthanized. Needless to say I skipped the show. I can't tell you how many animals have presented themselves to me in a similar or often more direct way over the years (pigeons, squirrels, cats, I even had to kill a dog I found in the middle of nowhere who had no hope of survival). I have also helped a few people die including my grandma recently.

The thing is, I don't really see death as being that different than life. We need help coming into and leaving this world. I realized also yesterday as I was crying for the cat who was suffering, that maybe being in this position with an animal allows me to mourn things that are happening which aren't in close proximity to me like people living in warzones, etc. I care about things far away but often feel like I can't access them emotionally and maybe this is a way to cry for them by crying for the cat. Anyway, I hope this story wasn't too dark for you. Just wanted to share it, as stuff like this sends me into a philosophical headspace and makes me question why we end up playing certain roles in life.

Death gives life meaning.

Taterbug

THANK GOD for people like you. You shouldn't feel like the angel of death, more like an escort to the pearly gates.
"Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle" Honest Abe

Capt Tink TANK

QuoteThis isn't so much of a complaint as an observation of how wierd life is. But, I thought it would read as rather perverse if I put it in the current joys thread. I thought about starting another thread called 'the state that i am in' or maybe just 'current observations'  or 'stories' but didn't.

Anyway, I have really felt like the angel of death lately. Yesterday, I was getting ready to go to see The Slip when my co-worker called me to say there was a badly injured cat underneath his porch. Next thing you know, I am crawling on my stomach through 2 feet of snow with a fishing net I purchased to catch the cat in order to bring it to be euthanized. Needless to say I skipped the show. I can't tell you how many animals have presented themselves to me in a similar or often more direct way over the years (pigeons, squirrels, cats, I even had to kill a dog I found in the middle of nowhere who had no hope of survival). I have also helped a few people die including my grandma recently.

The thing is, I don't really see death as being that different than life. We need help coming into and leaving this world. I realized also yesterday as I was crying for the cat who was suffering, that maybe being in this position with an animal allows me to mourn things that are happening which aren't in close proximity to me like people living in warzones, etc. I care about things far away but often feel like I can't access them emotionally and maybe this is a way to cry for them by crying for the cat. Anyway, I hope this story wasn't too dark for you. Just wanted to share it, as stuff like this sends me into a philosophical headspace and makes me question why we end up playing certain roles in life.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=jKGO6u7Qm_g
you'd get along with face.
she's just more depressing 'bout the whole thing.

love,
capt. tink TANK