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Last night, I was back in college and was looking around for the Admin building to get my class schedule, except it had been knocked down and was in the process of being rebuilt. I ran into a girl I knew, wanted to date, but never dated. Dated one of her friends. She wanted to get together to do some sort of joint speech.
I ended up going home to my one bedroom apartment with several people, including her. I left everyone in the kitchen, except my wife, together we went to the bedroom and got ready to go to sleep. I went to the bathroom and there was the girl, in men's pajamas, and she was pressing herself against me, talking about us getting back together, when we had never been together, while my wife is in the next room in bed....
And then I work up...
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James
The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the engineer adjusts the sails.- William Arthur Ward (1921-1994)
Red-beard for President, 2020
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