Discussion in 'Off Topic' started by MikitheMilf, Mar 12, 2006.
Thanks, I needed that.
Thanks, I needed that. :
spit it out...
And its totally weird but then everyone needs a hobby...
This thread would be better off...
This thread would be better off in the Off topic section.
Give me a nice apartment in the middle of NYC and a country home to go to on weekends when I get sick of the city.
Also, name me as the beneficiary of 20 million in trust.
Now that I wouldn't trade for the world.
Miki all the reasons that you posted for loving NYC are mostly the reasons I hate and left NYC. I will never miss it at all. The traffic, the annoying yuppies in Manhattan, the cabbies all in a hurry. Give me my country home on 25 acres with no neighbors around me. I wouldn't trade it for the world.
I just had a thought. Suppose Vermeer is just an alias the Slinkybender uses to keep this board interesting and fun and to stir some shit from time to time.
So why would Vermeer pretend to be an 80 something year old black man? That's just weird!
You mignt not be 23, but you're still hot!
sure vermie is black and a vet... and I am 23 and hot...
Miki vs. Vermeer, Part II
I'm sure she's just as complimentary with Negro War World II veterans who enjoy filling ho's shitholes.
Kentucky. They love horse faced broads there.
What other city's working women will write you this kind of reflection?
Miki, sounds like an American Express commercial.
"New York is my city....my card is American Sexpress"
Super. And her I thought you were all sugar and spice and everything nice.
I can dig a women who can at times can be a whiny bitch as I often feel very negative and bitch a lot myself.
Great post! I can totally hear where you're coming from. Good luck down south.
Its really late Saturday night....or maybe its just early Sunday morning. I live in NYC. My living room window faces Eighth Avenue I have large windows on both sides of the room that create an urban panorama thet never ceases to amuse me...I am near Madison Square Garden where the Big East tourneys are being played.It is busy outside my window, busier than usual. There is a low rumble of traffic peppered with angry spurts of hornblowing. From the view outside my window I can see about 4 different bars,each with its huddled mass of nicotine addicts puffing away in front, in deference to Mayor Bloombergs harsh anti-smoking laws. The traffic is constant and its drone lulls me. I am a NYC girl, born and bred. Quiet makes me nervous. I love the country but in small measured doses. Fresh air hurts my lungs...
I am a creature specific to NYC. I wear mostly black, I talk fast,walk fast,think fast. I smoke too much and drink lots of strong coffee. I like my Martinis very dry and very dirty. My English is sprinkled with expletives some of which aren't even English. I get pedestrian rage and love to yell things at cabbies, like "putz" or "shmuck"..NYC is a melting pot and I can tell you to fuck off in many different languages. I am not PC. I am brutally honest. I hate tourists.I bitch about b***** and tunnel people (those from Jersey and the other Boroughs. I am a food snob but live for dirty water dogs.a good bagel and NYC pizza...I will not eat these foods outside of NY.
The NYC skyline leaves me breathless, and I hate to leave my Island...
I am going to Louisville,Ky this week to meet with some hobby people at a hobby function. I am not happy about leaving my town for St Patricks Day...I love to watch the wanton drunkeness that descends on my city, It makes me laugh to see the weaving, heaving masses...yet I leave with an open mind. I know I will be homesick by the time I get to LaGuardia and I always mist up when I fly over my city.
I can't picture Kentucky..I think of blue grass,the derby,bourbon and baseball bats. I am sure I can't call down to the deli for more cigarettes and a Tuna sandwich at 1:10 am. I wonder if it will be too quiet to sleep.
I have a 24 hour sex store on my block. I can buy porn,lube, condoms and a flogger in the middle of the night. I can watch new porn,and eat a Tuna sandwich 24/7 in NY.I can wake up in the middle of the night and buy a dildo and never cross the street.
I Love New York.
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