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Colin Combover in a Coma 2 months, 2 weeks ago.
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Yeah, on paper it makes total sense to pull the plug but the thing is she is not a bad woman and what is my daughter going to think if I just vanish from her life? If I remain on the scene it costs me. I get sex and food cooked. These things are both done well in this case but honestly, no matter how well done such things are they are not worth what one puts in. Its for “family” that I do it. (As I think many men do). She has only ever been good to me. She is a good woman but the sad fact is that doesn’t do much when what you really in a busy hard working life is time and money.
What I can say is I will not embark on another relationship as far as I can see now. I can’t say if or when I will get free but I will use my freedom well if it comes.That’s what I was trying to do……make it last as long as I could for my son. His mother of course gave little thought to him and more to herself. All that mattered was what she wanted, the useless bitch. I’m so glad both my son and I are free of her. We are both much happier now.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
Yeah, on paper it makes total sense to pull the plug but the thing is she is not a bad woman and what is my daughter going to think if I just vanish from her life? If I remain on the scene it costs me. I get sex and food cooked. These things are both done well in this case but honestly, no matter how well done such things are they are not worth what one puts in. Its for “family” that I do it. (As I think many men do). She has only ever been good to me. She is a good woman but the sad fact is that doesn’t do much when what you really in a busy hard working life is time and money.What I can say is I will not embark on another relationship as far as I can see now. I can’t say if or when I will get free but I will use my freedom well if it comes.
That’s what I was trying to do……make it last as long as I could for my son. His mother of course gave little thought to him and more to herself. All that mattered was what she wanted, the useless bitch. I’m so glad both my son and I are free of her. We are both much happier now.
You did well there then. Well done.
A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own
Apology accepted.How do get home from the aforementioned establishment? I hope you don’t drive your lawnmower whilst drunk?
Ha, what apology? Why do you think I owe you an apology? Did I hurt your feelings, little fella’? Well, if I did, I’m not sorry. Man up and fukk off, Nancy.
Fortunately, this establishment is on the edge of town and I can take a back road from it. This back road crosses a main road, but if I’m careful, I can safely cross the main road onto a gravel road which is home free after that. No worry about cops once I’m on that old road……just deer running out in front of my truck, the bastards.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
why do people suck at online Spades. They cant BID for sh!t and cant read their partners intent for sh!t either. Damn idiots.such are the 1st world problems of a bored failing businessman with nothing to do all day but rant about sh!t no one cares about online and play cards… is it lunchtime yet?
Just had my dinner in bedsit sh*tty.I used to play online pool. Too sedate for me!Business slow for you?If you have a bog lunch make sure you burn it off later. Don’t want you to get a girth the same size of that non-worth.
What did you have for dinner this evening? I had fried chicken and potato salad and slaw last night, though I can’t remember too much of it as I must have consumed too many coktails before ordering the meal.When I get home tonight, I believe I’ll have meatloaf and mashed potatoes and gravy……….or maybe leftover sloppy joes.
Nothing as good as yours was.A jacket potato for lunch(with a flapjack).Dinner was a protein bar with a pasty and a Belgian chocolate mousse.Supper will be 4eggs on bread with orange juice.Had two 330ml ales as well.
What’s a “jacket potato”? Is that what we’d call a “baked potato” here? Ah, yes it is…I just looked it up.
What makes you say it wasn’t as good as what I had? Do you like fried chicken too? I usually always get a leg, thigh and breast.
They have the best fried chicken at this place I go every Tuesday. One of the best cheeseburgers in the area too. Hell, almost everything is really good at this place, even the steaks. I may have to start going twice a week.Ha! I remember when I went to Boston and asked for a “Jacket” Potato with tuna. No wonder she looked bemused!
A friend runs a Jacket potato stall. I also going there to muddle his brain.
I love Chicken and Turkey.
Probably my favourite dish is mashed potato with a steak and ale pie.
What kind of clientele frequents this place? It’s not a diner full of truckers is it!I wonder if I will one day get to see one of your White tails in the flesh? They are all over the internet in hunting videos and one almost feels its a deer one knows even though I have never seen one in my life.
I don’t know if you’d find the White Tails that impressive. I don’t know how big your deer are, but these are not very large. I have them roaming all over my yard, all around my house. Sometimes they’ll even drink out of my bird bath.
I was playing chess at a friends house and as he was looking out his window he said, “Hey, come look at these deer.” They were around 200 yards away in a nearby field. I said, “Man, those are too far away for me to appreciate.” When I look out my window, they are sometimes almost close enough to touch.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
Apology accepted.How do get home from the aforementioned establishment? I hope you don’t drive your lawnmower whilst drunk?
Ha, what apology? Why do you think I owe you an apology? Did I hurt your feelings, little fella’? Well, if I did, I’m not sorry. Man up and fukk off, Nancy.
Fortunately, this establishment is on the edge of town and I can take a back road from it. This back road crosses a main road, but if I’m careful, I can safely cross the main road onto a gravel road which is home free after that. No worry about cops once I’m on that old road……just deer running out in front of my truck, the bastards.You couldn’t hurt me anymore than I am already feeling(can you hear that violin).
The bottom line is, you are drink driving. Perhaps I will phone the local sheriff in Pratt County……
That is not a bad idea Colin. I don’t have a burner phone myself. Maybe I should get one? It seems like a good idea to talk face to face somehow before actually exchanging real numbers. Or maybe I am just a bit too cautious? As a tradesman, my phone number will lead you to know everything about me in a single search. Normally that is not a problem. Strangers call me all the time and clients hand my number out to friends freely but this site is a seriously unfashionable place to hang out. I have not told anyone I know that I come here and one wants to know one is talking to someone equally unfashionable. You could put a burner email on and I can give you a non business account of mine?
A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own
Our local deer here are smaller than whitetails even. We do have bigger ones but sadly not here. Our Red deer is a slightly smaller version of your Elk. Here deer are slowly increasing after being nearly made extinct at the end of the civil war. (After years of being told they were not allowed to hunt their masters’ deer, people really went for it during and just after the civil war). Following that farmers (mostly tenants of big landlords who kept all the hunting rights) were glad to be pest free (because for generations they were to even permitted by law to control the pests -even rabbits were the property of the land owner who rented the farm out) and deer were confined only to remote areas but during the last century as the wealthy had less money to keep game keepers or big estates and the ordinary farmer had less leisure to deal with vermin, while governments gave grants for re-foresting land and built roads with green verges linking areas of the country, so the deer began a gradual return.
Here we get a lot of Roe and Muntjac all over the country in all but the true urban heartlands and Wales (where they don’t like them competing with the sheep -sorry to bring up the sheep again but this time I am being serious not cheeky, sheep grazing is a big thing in wales). These creatures are amazingly clever and shy and you will even get them right in the cities at dawn eating the roses in suburban gardens and cemeteries in many areas while most citizens never see one just because they get up at 8.00. Because we have no wolves, bears or coyotes once the young are big enough not to be taken by a red fox, they are going to live till they are shot, hit by a car or starve, so there is much meat to be had for someone who has a rifle and permission to shoot on land (we have no public land).
A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own
Ha! I remember when I went to Boston and asked for a “Jacket” Potato with tuna. No wonder she looked bemused!A friend runs a Jacket potato stall. I also going there to muddle his brain.I love Chicken and Turkey.Probably my favourite dish is mashed potato with a steak and ale pie.What kind of clientele frequents this place? It’s not a diner full of truckers is it!
You may find this to be a very strange area where I live. These little hidden away treasured hangouts have quite the variety of patrons. This place has been around since 1951 with not a lot of changes made to it. Very old customers still come to this family owned and operated supper club after all these years.
The spectrum of customers ranges from the poor to the rich with midrange customers such as myself filling the gaps in between. No, it isn’t a diner with truckers. It’s a restaurant on one side with a lounge on the other and the kitchen is in between. The restaurant side is no fun, with old boring chicken bellies who come in to eat very early and then go home and to bed by 8:00. The lounge side is the fun place to hangout with the owner serving drinks behind the bar to us regulars on Tuesdays through Thursdays.
Can be nice and quiet throughout the week, but sometimes they’ll be unexpectedly packed. Fridays and Saturdays they get real busy because there’s free live music and people will come to dance. I don’t go there on those days anymore. Too crowded and too loud. I like Tuesdays because most of the time, like last night, it’s just us regulars sitting at the bar drinking and having a few laughs and some real good food.
I can’t stand going to bars as typical bars will be packed with annoying loud young people with 3 televisions on every wall with boring sports games on every one of them. Typical bars barely pour any alcohol into the drinks so you waste your money. This bar is a lounge, almost like the good old days when you didn’t have to yell at each other to have a conversation……except on the weekends when they have the bands and dancing. This bar puts plenty of alcohol in the drinks and you get your money’s worth.
I’ve never been to a place where almost everything on the menu is good and the coktails actually have booze in them and the owners talk to you like you’re a person. They’re very down to earth good people. This is a place where almost everyone fits in as long as you’re not too weird and you don’t cause any trouble. Rich or poor, we all get along the same at this wonderful home away from home.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
Apology accepted.How do get home from the aforementioned establishment? I hope you don’t drive your lawnmower whilst drunk?
Ha, what apology? Why do you think I owe you an apology? Did I hurt your feelings, little fella’? Well, if I did, I’m not sorry. Man up and fukk off, Nancy.Fortunately, this establishment is on the edge of town and I can take a back road from it. This back road crosses a main road, but if I’m careful, I can safely cross the main road onto a gravel road which is home free after that. No worry about cops once I’m on that old road……just deer running out in front of my truck, the bastards.
You couldn’t hurt me anymore than I am already feeling(can you hear that violin).
The bottom line is, you are drink driving. Perhaps I will phone the local sheriff in Pratt County………..and tell him what? “Hey, you have a drunk worm driving around from a local hangout…….no, I don’t know his name, or the name of the hangout…….”
I don’t typically drink that much when I’m out. Last night was an unusual happening. I tend to like to remember the delicious meals that I eat there.
Besides, drinking and driving is a past time in this rural area. We all did it growing up in high school.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
That is not a bad idea Colin. I don’t have a burner phone myself. Maybe I should get one? It seems like a good idea to talk face to face somehow before actually exchanging real numbers. Or maybe I am just a bit too cautious? As a tradesman, my phone number will lead you to know everything about me in a single search. Normally that is not a problem. Strangers call me all the time and clients hand my number out to friends freely but this site is a seriously unfashionable place to hang out. I have not told anyone I know that I come here and one wants to know one is talking to someone equally unfashionable. You could put a burner email on and I can give you a non business account of mine?
Whatever is more comfortable for you Mr Branch.
I am a social pariah, you appear to have more social standing to lose.
I would have to set up a burner email first.
Mull it over and get back to me.Apology accepted.How do get home from the aforementioned establishment? I hope you don’t drive your lawnmower whilst drunk?
Ha, what apology? Why do you think I owe you an apology? Did I hurt your feelings, little fella’? Well, if I did, I’m not sorry. Man up and fukk off, Nancy.Fortunately, this establishment is on the edge of town and I can take a back road from it. This back road crosses a main road, but if I’m careful, I can safely cross the main road onto a gravel road which is home free after that. No worry about cops once I’m on that old road……just deer running out in front of my truck, the bastards.
You couldn’t hurt me anymore than I am already feeling(can you hear that violin).The bottom line is, you are drink driving. Perhaps I will phone the local sheriff in Pratt County……
…..and tell him what? “Hey, you have a drunk worm driving around from a local hangout…….no, I don’t know his name, or the name of the hangout…….”
I don’t typically drink that much when I’m out. Last night was an unusual happening. I tend to like to remember the delicious meals that I eat there.
Besides, drinking and driving is a past time in this rural area. We all did it growing up in high school.I’ll tell him a bespectacled dimensionally challenged old f*ck just stumbled out the door of Pretty Boy Floyds Steak House in Ellsworth, Kansas.
Still can’t accept those high school sock days are over can you.
STOP DRINK DRIVING!!!!!
Oh goodness please lets not have the drink driving police. I haven’t driven over the legal limit for over a decade and that was only once when a farmer gave me a single pint of amazingly strong cider when I had not eaten all day but worked very hard. Its been over two decades since I did any real drink driving. (I barely ever drink enough to take me over the limit anyway these days) but the moralising drink drive law is another example of the big state jumping on people too soon. When you crash because you were drunk and hurt someone else then that is bad and maybe its OK to punish you but if you don’t hurt anyone … live and let live maybe?
When I have a bad cold I don’t drive too well. When a liberal annoys me on the radio I don’t drive too well. When I am trying to understand the sat nav that wants to send me somewhere stupid I don’t drive too well. When children quarrel I don’t drive too well. When I am driving back after a hard day’s work out in the rain I regularly nearly fall asleep. All this is OK but a bloke who had a couple of pints has suddenly become evil.
A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own
Ha! I remember when I went to Boston and asked for a “Jacket” Potato with tuna. No wonder she looked bemused!A friend runs a Jacket potato stall. I also going there to muddle his brain.I love Chicken and Turkey.Probably my favourite dish is mashed potato with a steak and ale pie.What kind of clientele frequents this place? It’s not a diner full of truckers is it!
You may find this to be a very strange area where I live. These little hidden away treasured hangouts have quite the variety of patrons. This place has been around since 1951 with not a lot of changes made to it. Very old customers still come to this family owned and operated supper club after all these years.
The spectrum of customers ranges from the poor to the rich with midrange customers such as myself filling the gaps in between. No, it isn’t a diner with truckers. It’s a restaurant on one side with a lounge on the other and the kitchen is in between. The restaurant side is no fun, with old boring chicken bellies who come in to eat very early and then go home and to bed by 8:00. The lounge side is the fun place to hangout with the owner serving drinks behind the bar to us regulars on Tuesdays through Thursdays.
Can be nice and quiet throughout the week, but sometimes they’ll be unexpectedly packed. Fridays and Saturdays they get real busy because there’s free live music and people will come to dance. I don’t go there on those days anymore. Too crowded and too loud. I like Tuesdays because most of the time, like last night, it’s just us regulars sitting at the bar drinking and having a few laughs and some real good food.
I can’t stand going to bars as typical bars will be packed with annoying loud young people with 3 televisions on every wall with boring sports games on every one of them. Typical bars barely pour any alcohol into the drinks so you waste your money. This bar is a lounge, almost like the good old days when you didn’t have to yell at each other to have a conversation……except on the weekends when they have the bands and dancing. This bar puts plenty of alcohol in the drinks and you get your money’s worth.
I’ve never been to a place where almost everything on the menu is good and the coktails actually have booze in them and the owners talk to you like you’re a person. They’re very down to earth good people. This is a place where almost everyone fits in as long as you’re not too weird and you don’t cause any trouble. Rich or poor, we all get along the same at this wonderful home away from home.Sounds a regal place to get off your face with something Whisky laced.
What do you and the other old f*cks talk about?
Let me guess, Baseball, Trump, the Constitution, Red Indians, BLM………and ME.The other way Colin is that Mickey has my non business email. I emailed him during the lock out. If you have his email you can get mine without setting up a burner account.
A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own
Oh goodness please lets not have the drink driving police. I haven’t driven over the legal limit for over a decade and that was only once when a farmer gave me a single pint of amazingly strong cider when I had not eaten all day but worked very hard. Its been over two decades since I did any real drink driving. (I barely ever drink enough to take me over the limit anyway these days) but the moralising drink drive law is another example of the big state jumping on people too soon. When you crash because you were drunk and hurt someone else then that is bad and maybe its OK to punish you but if you don’t hurt anyone … live and let live maybe?
When I have a bad cold I don’t drive too well. When a liberal annoys me on the radio I don’t drive too well. When I am trying to understand the sat nav that wants to send me somewhere stupid I don’t drive too well. When children quarrel I don’t drive too well. When I am driving back after a hard day’s work out in the rain I regularly nearly fall asleep. All this is OK but a bloke who had a couple of pints has suddenly become evil.I’m only hardballing the Kansas Klown.
Got to be careful now though, as the Police will be out in force over the Christmas period.The other way Colin is that Mickey has my non business email. I emailed him during the lock out. If you have his email you can get mine without setting up a burner account.
I haven’t got his email, but I’m sure he will give it when requested(I already have his phone number).
Yeah, they would not want to be dealing with anyone committing crimes when they can be virtue signalling by arresting people who had a bit too much Christmas cheer… Stop a few drink drivers and off to the kebab shop to keep their girths up to standard.
A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own
Yeah, they would not want to be dealing with anyone committing crimes when they can be virtue signalling by arresting people who had a bit too much Christmas cheer… Stop a few drink drivers and off to the kebab shop to keep their girths up to standard.
Same as when they drive around and around and around MY red-light area.
Imagine joining the force to arrest people for having sex!One hopes they at least still indulge in a police freebee? Or probably that is not allowed any more.
I remember a copper telling me how much he loved hanging out in the park to arrest queers. He liked waiting till they were in flagrante. Its all very school boy and I can kind of see the funny side but honestly he was getting good pay, holiday pay and pension for stopping people doing something that was only harming themselves.
Its easier to go for the low hanging fruit these days when they have so much paper work to do and when they might get partnered with a woman.
A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own
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