I am dating that guy that other men resent... for making them look bad
So, Marvin and I went Roller Skating on Sunday. I capitalized that because it was a premiere event. Out of this experience came the following observations:
1. I want shiny skates with flashing wheels, preferably in white and pink and chrome.
2. Every single solitary woman in that place wishes she was me and either secretly, or right out loud, resents her unromantic stick-in-the-mud husband/boyfriend/lover for NOT being Marvin.
3. It is good to be on my end of that equation.
I suppose that I am still waiting for the other shoe to drop. It’s a rotten way to be but how can I over come that in just a few weeks? In the mean time, ladies, resent me all you want to. I plan to go skating again on Sunday.
1. I want shiny skates with flashing wheels, preferably in white and pink and chrome.
2. Every single solitary woman in that place wishes she was me and either secretly, or right out loud, resents her unromantic stick-in-the-mud husband/boyfriend/lover for NOT being Marvin.
3. It is good to be on my end of that equation.
I suppose that I am still waiting for the other shoe to drop. It’s a rotten way to be but how can I over come that in just a few weeks? In the mean time, ladies, resent me all you want to. I plan to go skating again on Sunday.
posted by Bad Penny at 5:23 PM
1 Comments:
I went skating with Hope . . . guys did't resent me though, they kind of looked at me funny. "You did whaaa ...?"
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