so recently in the past couple my months, my girlfriend and my ex-girlfriend, (more so just someone I used to have regular sex with) have become friends and it's kinda weird for me. they spend a good amount of time together, including going on a road trip together. today after work I went to pick up weed, and when I came home and had to use the bathroom, they were both in there taking a bath together. I'm not sure if I should be aroused, uncomfortable, or a combination of the two.
Chankgeez wrote:
(Don't worry, spouses come and go, ILF is forever.)
blakestree wrote:You gotta talk to your girlfriend...
all I can really do is tell her its uncomfortable for me, which will probably just create more problems. I don't really have any place telling her who she can be friends with. its just a little frustrating because she used to hate her.
Chankgeez wrote:
(Don't worry, spouses come and go, ILF is forever.)
Switched out both of the upper control arms in my car yesterday, took it out for a test drive, everything's awesome. No more horrible squeaking from the ball joints.
Was driving it back to the gf's place around 10 when it suddenly swooped over to the right and back. We both did the "uh oh" thing and a few seconds later, KSHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR...
One of the bolts supplied with the passenger side arm had snapped and my fucking tire was nearly sideways, grinding against the frame. Fuck! Right at the corner of an intersection! In front of a fire station! Fuck!!!
But like 5 minutes later, this dude in a beat old Toyota pickup rolls by, backs up in front of us, breaks out the racing jack and takes the tire off. Dude knew instantly what it was. He had a replacement bolt for it and everything. He fixed it lightning fast and wouldn't let me pay him.
My faith in humanity was restored a bit after that.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Louy7zH9guw
sonidero wrote:Roll a plus 13 for fire and with my immunity to wack I dodge the cough and pass a turn to chill and look at these rocks...
kbithecrowing wrote:Making out with my girl friday night, I couldn't stop thinking about flangers.