Fuck you, you fucking ass hole. you made me fall in love with you. WE moved in together you made me so happy. And just today you left. You just picked up and left me. Now I’m stuck in this empty fucking apartment, wishing you would come back. But you aren’t coming back. I hate you for making me feel this year. I deserve more and I deserve better. but I can’t stop crying long enough to come to that realization. I hope you’re happy fucking around and being a miserable human with a tiny D. Fuck you. —The other D
This article appears in Mar 6-12, 2014.
I take it that “The Other D” has a tiny D too.
Sucks doesn’t it.
Yours truly
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Why do women always use the ‘tiny dick’ remark when they’ve been dumped?
OP, do your bawling and get it out once and for all. You’ve been done a dirty and, yes, you do deserve better – still, better to find out now than down the road with a couple of kiddies hanging from your ankles. Time is truly your only balm right now.
My 1st hub dumped me for a stupid little dipshit who made his life a living hell for the next 18 years. I’m sure he dropped dead in 2001 just to get away from her nagging fat ass. If the ex hadn’t done that dirty to me, I wouldn’t have met the love of life who I’ve spent the last three decades plus with.
Chalk this one up as an unpleasant experience. And learn from it.
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: T.T. Fonebone (03/06, 2.45PM)
I think your first hubby was a trial run for you to have him do that to you and he got what he deserved and then some. I have no use for cheaters. May you and the love of your life hubby have many more years of wedded bliss. Klyde.
Thanks, Klyde! Before he passed away, my ex and I had many talks – he had his regrets because my successor cheated on him and totally alienated the kids of his 1st marriage, something I never did.
Once a cheater, always a cheater, in my humble experience.
Listen honey,
Auntie Xenophilia has actually been there. I say actually, because I rarely think of that guy anymore, and a surprised memory while I read your post. I’d kind of blocked it out of my mind because it’s s so irrelevant to my life now, although, in retrospect, I should write him a thank you note because I learned a valuable lesson about men. I hope you do as well.
This guy had no ambition, and never since have I ever spent time with a man who doesn’t have any gumption. He stayed in our tiny town, married and had four developmentally disabled kids. Four! Honestly! Talk about no gumption-stop breeding, fer chrissakes!
Hope you can get some $ from him. If not, here’s another lesson (I’m feeling generous today) sometimes if someone owes you money, it’s worth letting it go, because it means they will not bother you anymore.
XENO’s MAGNIFICENT LABIA
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: Xenophilia (03/06, 5:47PM)
Xeno, I always admired your magnificent labia when you were doing naked snow angels for Tommy Jules in Massachusetts. I couldn’t get them out of my mind. I think I might be acquiring feelings for you. Can we talk?
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
Sounds like somebody didn’t give out enough ATM
qu’est-ce que c’est ATM?
Keep my name out of your flapping, festering gob, MM. Xeno, may I suggest http://www.urbandictionary.com/ for all your current slang translating needs.
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: Xenophilia (03/07, 9:51PM)
You’re right Xeno, I was puzzled by the reference to the Automatic Telling Machine as well, so we have something in common right off the bat. Can we talk?
: TJ902 (03/07, 10:29PM)
My “flapping, festering gob?” While I admired your alliteration, Tommy, I must point out that the incident involving Xeno doing naked snow angels in Massachusetts for your edification was historically accurate, at least as anything is on this site. Of course, this wasn’t yesterday.
New Avatar Alert! A Henry VIII Groat
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
Oh look a new
LOOK AT ME
LOOK AT ME , alert
how uncheery & tasteless
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: The Smelly Little Man (03/08, 10:07AM)
Clearly, your serious cognitive impairment prevents you from understanding that my “Avatar Alerts” involve an intrinsic interest in the object under review and have nothing to do with my desire for anyone, particularly you, to “look at me.” I know that you will not be able to understand this.
Now, you must return to your smelly little shack.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
Man, do I ever sympathize with the “New Canadian” who needs a cash stop in SOHI’s neighborhood:
Ziljac Brohunkomir: “Ecrrue Me, Sir. Mein hovercraft is fool of eels. Can you helping me finding ATM?”
SOHI*rubs hands together with gleer* “Oh Thank you, God”