nobody loves me

but that's okay . . .


:nopity: :nopity: :nopity:

:hug:

I needed a hug

and a HypnoToad hug worked just fine!

thanks.

And it keeps me from getting the lovin' I need.

(In other words, my youngest kid won't sleep and I haven't seen my fiance in two days, so we'd like to be alone for awhile. :grr:)

:hide:

Lucky fiance when you get some time!

:bounce:

I'm a very busy, sometimes stressed, but fortunate person. :)

I hope you find lots of love in your future. :toast:

I'd settle for a decent conversation these days . . .

As a friend, of course.

Redstone

:toast:

I'm gonna eat some worms..

I think I'm a dead horse beater!

:)

ahoy, matey:hi:

:spank:

you beat the deadhorses
and the wildhorses
must spank you

that's how it works 'round here

:hug:

I love ya, wildhorses

of course I've been doing tequila shots and beer chasers for a couple of hours now, so I love everyone!

No. I'm sure I loved you before I started drinking.

And I'll still love you in the morning! How cool is that?

pass the salt and lemon please...

Fried, right? that's the only way to eat 'em.

Redstone

big ones
fat ones
long ones
skinny ones
mmmmm...
they're mighty good

And I love you as well.....

After all, you are responsible for my candidacy!


:loveya: :hug:

and the prettiest!!!
:hug:

go'head ask around :rofl:

now *this* is country . . .

I Hate Everything

He was sitting there beside me throwing doubles down
When he ordered up his third one he looked around
Then he looked at me and said I do believe I'll have one more
He said I hate this bar and I hate to drink but on second thought tonight I think
I hate everything

Then he opened up his billfold and a threw a twenty down
And a faded photograph fell out and hit the ground
And I picked it up and he said thank you bud I put it in his hand
He said I probably ought to throw this one away
Cause she's the reason I feel this way
I hate everything

I hate my job and I hate my life
And if it weren’t my two kids I'd hate my ex-wife
I know I should move on and try to start again
But I just can't get over her leaving me for him
Then he shook his head and looked down at his ring
And said I hate everything

Said that one bedroom apartment where I get my mail
Is really not a home it's more like a jail
With a swimming pool and a parking lot view
Man it's just great
I hate summer, winter, fall, and spring
Red, and yellow, purple, blue, and green
I hate everything

Well I hate my job and I hate my life
And if it weren’t for my two kids I'd hate my ex-wife
I know I should move on and try to start again
But I just can't get over her leaving me for him
Then he shook his head and looked down at his ring
And said I hate everything

So I pulled out my phone and I called my house
I said babe I'm coming home we are going to work this out
I paid for his drinks and I told him thanks
Thanks for everything

with hubby; here's one i like...plus many more of course, we could trade country lyrics sometime

I came here looking for something
I couldn't find anywhere else
Hey, I'm not trying to be nobody
Just want a chance to be myself

I've done a thousand miles of thumbin'
I've worn holes in both my heels
Trying to find me something better
On the streets of Bakersfield

You don't know me, but you don't like me
You say you care less how I feel
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

Spent sometime in San Francisco
Spent a night there in the can
They threw this drunk man in my jail cell
Took fifteen dollars from that man
Left him my watch and my old house key
Don't want folks thinkin' that I'd steal
Then I thanked him as I was leaving, and
I headed for the streets of Bakersfield

You don't know me, but you don't like me
You say you care less how I feel
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

You don't know me, but you don't like me
You say you care less how I feel
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

How many of you that sit and judge me
Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

I miss Buck

I love country music.

that's old school

:cry: but i remember in my mind as a picker & a grinner :-)

A big hug:loveya: :yourock:

hug back! :hug:

...but I ran out yesterday...sigh....:yoiks:

sigh

:hug:

but it would definitely take something more than garlic to make me eat worms . . .

Why do you need to be loved? What have you done to make someone want to love you?

What is this nonsense?

You KNOW I love you! I believe I have said so!

Sheesh....MEN! :eyes:


:loveya: :hug: :loveya:

whenever I don't receive a reply for twenty straight posts . . .

Okay, it's not an agent; it's me.

Okay, I'm just fishin' for a little extra lovin' today.

Thanks! :D

And relatively non-confrontational.

And you get baseball and Python. :thumbsup:



Yeah... you'll do. :pals:







I ain't kissin' ya, though.

Well, no tongues, anyway.

the no-kissing idea is a particularly good one . . .

who wouldn't love you?

:hug:

for starters

then there was the table of women at the bar this afternoon

and the young lady driving the convertible at the stoplight

hey! wait just a minute . . .











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and the woman out on the sidewalk, walking her Weimariner. Yow! That smarts!


See? Nobody loves me . . .

And I'm the biggest nobody around, so there ya are.

:hi:

:loveya:

I love ya back!

:loveya:

:hi:

at least someone does.

:shrug:

:D

I love you, you love me...

Oh, God. Shoot me now, I'm channeling fuckin' Barney...

wee wee wee all the way home.

oops. mixed kid things.

:rofl::rofl::rofl:

love is overrated anyways (or so i'm told)

as long as there's sex

but mods don' lock love threads . . .

YOU WANT I SHOULD KICK SOME ASS???