Discussion in 'New York' started by wilt, Feb 12, 2001.
The Knicks did as well, apparently with far less reason.
Little Wilt had wilted.
Wilt, great post. One question: why watch the Knicks? With those two ladies, there had to be options
What I did on VD
Thank you to all for your sincere and sage advice. I thought I'd let you know what I did.
Extrapolating from the advice of several of you,I engaged the services of a Stripper I had met and told her of the recent turn of events in my domestic situation.
Rented a room at the Lombardy and picked up a couple of bottles of P. Montrachet.
Much to my delight and surprise, the lady showed up with her lover,presenting me with a black and white chocolate scenario.
After downing both bottles,they preceded to put on a "show" for me,eventually including me in the activities.
After exhausting my capacity to climax,we watched the Knicks stumble to yet another loss and I was prepared to bid adieu to my new friends.
They would hear nothing of it and brought me downtown to a club called Veruka.
Now to appreciate this you have to picture a pot bellied bald 55 year old,who stands 5' 4" inches(ergo Wilt)with 2 buxom women both over 5" 9".
Surrounded by what I think was the so-called glam set,each time some Alec Baldwin lookalike investment banker would hit on them,they would roll their eyes and stick their tongues in my ears(Boy am I glad I Q-tipped that evening).
We ended up a Florent,where I inquired why for a mere $800 did they do what they did.
The gist of the reponse was
Honey,we meet so many men,who are so full of themselves or delude themselves about the nature of what we do with them that you were a breath of fresh air.
I wish they had said you're kinda of sexy for a pot bellied old man. But they didn't.
Carl M. is correct.....Call Dawn A.S.A.P.
It's true....It's true.....
You want to forget about anything and everything.....Call LI Dawn........When your done you will be lucky if you even remeber your name....
I wish I was alone
Well, Valentines Day is a scam and I would do anything to spend it alone.......But no, I get to spend it with my miserable wife, and then leave for PA. to spend a valentines day weekend with my girlfreind.... I know I'm a scumbag, but it's easy to fall in love with a 20 year old you met at a concert in another state,,,, she's hot and I'm 32, not gettin any younger.........
See a provider will definitely cheer you up, but what happens when the hour is over. Hanging out with a group of friend would be way better.
If you HAVE to see a provider, try an arrange an overnighter - Becka would be an excellent choice, but I'm not sure if she does overnighters.
I think you're going to have to give a new set of advice ( see my most recently started thread ).
cure what ails you.
[Edited by Judge Crater on 07-25-2001 at 02:53 PM]
wilt - there are millions of people who will be alone on valentine's day, no big deal. My advice is to have a beer and treat it like any other day. If you pay for companionship, the day after you may feel really down when you realize what you did was completely artificial and not genuine.
origins of this thing of ours: http://members.aol.com/kberly3597/lupercalia.html
and do a word search for: Valentine
Wasn't St. V. brutally slaughtered by the Romans, or something like that ?
i'd be willing to bet that it's also the day that VD gets spread around the most.
Wilt: Valentine's Day is a complete scam, as you noted, created by the greeting card industry. Its iconic signifier is Cupid, or Eros, who was more into the explicit sexual aspects of love than the more esoteric emotional components. A brief glimpse into Freud, Marcuse, or de Sade make that obvious. So, book time with a provider, send any potential romantic interest some flowers, and relish a day that was set aside for spending money on greeting cards but should be reserved for hedonism.
"you can't always get what you want;
but, sometimes, you just might find ...
you get what you need."
Contact Dawn ASAP!
I know that this is going to come off as somewhat pathetic,but I am newly seperated and facing being alone on Valentine's Day for the first time in 10 years.
I know,all the arguments about how the day is a superficial one created by Hallmark and the florists. But still,the thought of being alone pains me.
Is it worse to purchase faux companionship or should I just tough it out and rent re-runs of The Love Boat?
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