the "stickie saga",

like you like you give a fukc.

it's weird.

she's smiling and saying hello.
then she isn't,
then she is,
then she isn't,
then she is.

i've been here b4.

it's like,
okay!
we're speaking now.
and?

indeed.

yes,she's probably attached.
( i'm a married man ffs)
and maybe she just doesn't want me to see "hello" as a "come on".

she marches by like someone is chasing her.

there isn't time to chat,
and anyway,wtf would we chat about?

oh i don't know.

i wonder how long b4 she stops walking by.

oh well,

onwards and downwards.

it's shopping day.

later maybe.

One of these days, I'll open one of these threads and she'll have fucked Eric standing up in the bus shelter.

I don't know what we'll do for philosophy at that point. But I'll keep tuning in for now. Hope you have a good week off, Eric.

bert,
i'm sure,
(you only have to look at me)
that she has absolutely no interest what so ever in me.

but today,
she came walking up the hill,
(and my fuckin bus came.what could i do?but get on. )
and she had make-up on,
(she doesn't always wear make-up)
not vulgar,not tacky,or over done.

i can't believe that she'd do that for me.
they just like making-up don't they.
it's how they're wired .

but i can't help thinking,
what if?

i mean really.

WHAT IF?

i have thought about this so much.

LOOK!

i'm not some 25yr old oozing testosterone from every pore.
and i can't can't just get my kit off and make like a buck rabbit.
i can't just "turn it on".

if we got something going,
there would need to be some real affection between us,
and the more of that there was,
the more i'd hate myself,
and the greater the guilt.
it's a no-win situation.

and then,
maybe she isn't the least bit interested in me.
if i said something she might just laugh in my face.

O.M.F.G.

maybe i pulled,
maybe ( 1.01.) i didn't.
maybe she's interested,
maybe (probably)she isn't.
maybe this,
maybe that,
maybe so,
maybe not.
and maybe,
fk knows what.

i feel that i should apologise for breaking the silence.

and then i might REALLY make a "TWAT OF MYSELF".

what i ought to do,
is get to the bus stop after she has gone by my stop,
there's loads of time.
and i should put an end to this bollux.

but like her.

and by the way,
i'm "button mushroom".
sex at the bus stop,
for me,
is a physical impossibility.

oh my world.

'Button Mushroom'

did you see that pic on the other thread?
well,
seriously mate.
that's me.
and it's no joke.

yeah.

nobby,
i'm 58,
and only by talking about it in here,
am i starting to get over it.

I think it's a genetic thing....my dad had a 45 year old girlfriend from the age of 62-69

i think mine is a handed down thing also.
maybe that's why my father,
and HIS father,
both topped themselves.
and maybe there's a suicidal death-wish gene being passed on.

who knows?

i have got to find the will-power to stop being at the bus-stop before her.
i just gotta.

erixter wrote:i think mine is a handed down thing also.
maybe that's why my father,
and HIS father,
both topped themselves.
and maybe there's a suicidal death-wish gene being passed on.

who knows?

Did they really?....Or are you just joking?

not jokin mate.

as ned kelly said when they put the noose around his neck,
"such is life".

pillow-talk;
i've said it before,
what i wouldn't give.

sex?
well,
who knows?
i suppose it would probably happen.

but a hug,
and a kiss.

and a fondle maybe?

that would be "job done".