soulsis
Shiny_Rock
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- Oct 21, 2004
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Well, the countdown has started. Only 12 days left until the big day. This weekend D and I went to visit one of his old "party friends" that he hasn''t seen for about 1 1/2 years. We got together with him and his wife out of town for the weekend. We were intitally supposed to stay at their acreage. It didn''t work out that way.
"W" and D go way back. When my man was single they used to party...like REALLY party. Start drinking on Friday and maybe show up for work on Monday. We show up on Saturday afternoon at about 3pm where "W"''s wife works. Leeann...really sweet woman. We really hit it off. We all decide to go out to this country bar (after a few rounds) for some dancing. At about midnight "W" starts being horribly mean to me. Standing about three feet away from me he starts trying to hook up D with several women...all the time explaining to them how he''s pulling a stupid and getting married to this ugly cow...and points to me. D is kind of taken aback and says something. He apologizes immediately...and then proceeds to keep the cuts/digs coming all night. "Why do you want to marry this tart/slut/skank/bimbo..." D defends me in the nicest possible way without completely making a fool out of this guy. At the end of the night I am just depressed and D wants to rent a hotel room. W is mad because he blames me for killing his party friend! D explains to him that he:
a) hasn''t been a party guy since we hooked up
b) he isn''t interested in any other wome since he met his "match" (as he calls me)
D is very affectionate towards me. You would think that we just started dating. Grabbing my ass and telling me how it should be illegal to parade around with such sexiness oozing from me. Really nice stuff. He makes me feel like a supermodel, and believe me, I have a horrible time with my self esteem.
W proceeds to get into a huff, and storm out of there, leaving his wife to look completely embarassed. We end up going to a hotel room after D explains to his drunkedness that he is just jealous because he feels I am taking away his drinking buddy.
We show up back at their house the next day for brunch and W is just hammered sitting on the front porch. He doesn''t apologize for anything. We eventually leave after D tells him that he isn''t his friend.
Just wonderful weekend. And he''s coming to our wedding. I can''t wait. Want to see a bride pop a grown drunk in the mouth? I asked D how he could be so disrespectful to myself and in front of his woman. D says that he cheats on his poor wife and she has just decided to live with it.
"W" and D go way back. When my man was single they used to party...like REALLY party. Start drinking on Friday and maybe show up for work on Monday. We show up on Saturday afternoon at about 3pm where "W"''s wife works. Leeann...really sweet woman. We really hit it off. We all decide to go out to this country bar (after a few rounds) for some dancing. At about midnight "W" starts being horribly mean to me. Standing about three feet away from me he starts trying to hook up D with several women...all the time explaining to them how he''s pulling a stupid and getting married to this ugly cow...and points to me. D is kind of taken aback and says something. He apologizes immediately...and then proceeds to keep the cuts/digs coming all night. "Why do you want to marry this tart/slut/skank/bimbo..." D defends me in the nicest possible way without completely making a fool out of this guy. At the end of the night I am just depressed and D wants to rent a hotel room. W is mad because he blames me for killing his party friend! D explains to him that he:
a) hasn''t been a party guy since we hooked up
b) he isn''t interested in any other wome since he met his "match" (as he calls me)
D is very affectionate towards me. You would think that we just started dating. Grabbing my ass and telling me how it should be illegal to parade around with such sexiness oozing from me. Really nice stuff. He makes me feel like a supermodel, and believe me, I have a horrible time with my self esteem.
W proceeds to get into a huff, and storm out of there, leaving his wife to look completely embarassed. We end up going to a hotel room after D explains to his drunkedness that he is just jealous because he feels I am taking away his drinking buddy.
We show up back at their house the next day for brunch and W is just hammered sitting on the front porch. He doesn''t apologize for anything. We eventually leave after D tells him that he isn''t his friend.
Just wonderful weekend. And he''s coming to our wedding. I can''t wait. Want to see a bride pop a grown drunk in the mouth? I asked D how he could be so disrespectful to myself and in front of his woman. D says that he cheats on his poor wife and she has just decided to live with it.