I remember dating a very non-intelligent woman. Shoulda known better...let my "other head" do the thinking for me. It lasted maybe 3 dates.
She said on the first date "you'll never forget my name, it's like the song..." So of course I asked "What song?" Her answer - "Mary-Lee, Mary-Lee, Mary-Lee, Mary-Lee life is but a dreeeam".
It was the 80's and she looked awesome in Spandex which she wore often because she was a fitness instructor. She said she liked me because I wasn't staring at her chest all the time like the other guys. In reality, I was occasionally, but I was more discreet about it! How could I not? 36D in Spandex without a bra and bike shorts is completely unfair!
Ah, the road not travelled...
Last edited by Noilly Pratt; 08-12-2012 at 06:56 PM.
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