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ORIGINAL: sunshinemiss

I'll mention that Nineveh, to my date tomorrow night.  Maybe he has a sister.  Or perhaps your wife would help you with that lil problem, there.  Don't presume to know.

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ORIGINAL: jujubeeMB

The problem with all you people is that you don't live in Denver.

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ORIGINAL: DarkSteven

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ORIGINAL: jujubeeMB
The problem with all you people is that you don't live in Denver.

I fixed your post, jujubee.

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ORIGINAL: LadyHibiscus

Okay so at this party I am NOT sharing Peon! Not for the first hour, anyway. Then ofcourse, I share with mah grrrrlz and Lance. :)

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ORIGINAL: Awareness

  Look, I shouldn't be pedantic, but your sig is driving me crazy.

A wonton hussy makes you sound like a promiscuous asian dumpling.  A wanton hussy would be something else entirely.

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ORIGINAL: Awareness

Look, I shouldn't be pedantic, but your sig is driving me crazy.

A wonton hussy makes you sound like a promiscuous asian dumpling.  A wanton hussy would be something else entirely.

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ORIGINAL: sunshinemiss

Hello Ava Jayne,
Sorry.  You are new and didn't realize that it was a fun thing to say... not nearly enough details...

I'm talking something like this:

We were in the living room, the lights just bright enough to see how his eyes sparkled when he laughed.  Barry White was crooning from the stereo.  Throughout the entire night, I could smell the manly scent of his aftershave, the pomade he uses in his hair, and the clean manly scent of just him.  My heart was beating so fast, I just couldn't stop myself.  Like a wanton, I rubbed my body up against him and felt the crush of his strong arm against my soft breasts.  I was feline in my need for him.  My fingers slithered up his shirt, toying with the skin that peaked out of the V where his first two buttons were undone, I leaned in, my body trembling, and began rubbing my face against his rugged beard.  A moan escaped my lips just as I pressed my mouth to his.

You know... details!

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ORIGINAL: sunshinemiss

In the interests of self-disclosure, I admit that I edited that post.  I had written "wonton" instead of "wanton".  I laughed so hard at the idea of being a little pasta blanket around him that I had to come back and tell you... See... sultry... silly... equal parts.

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ORIGINAL: sunshinemiss

Wow... LOL.  Poor things! 

Awareness, I was going to send you a note on the other side with the history, but since Teazer also brought it up, I'll show you where the "wonton hussy" comes from.  You are new, so you don't know me well, but I just adore plays on words, and I do live in Asia at the moment, so it is on purpose but it comes from a typo I made recently.  I put it on my sig line because it makes me happy.  By the way, wonton is called mandu here in Korea - I could make a joke about Man Do!  but I'll leave that for later.  It's from this thread:  http://www.collarchat.com/m_3455772/mpage_6/tm.htm

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ORIGINAL: sunshinemiss

Hello Ava Jayne,
Sorry.  You are new and didn't realize that it was a fun thing to say... not nearly enough details...

I'm talking something like this:

We were in the living room, the lights just bright enough to see how his eyes sparkled when he laughed.  Barry White was crooning from the stereo.  Throughout the entire night, I could smell the manly scent of his aftershave, the pomade he uses in his hair, and the clean manly scent of just him.  My heart was beating so fast, I just couldn't stop myself.  Like a wanton, I rubbed my body up against him and felt the crush of his strong arm against my soft breasts.  I was feline in my need for him.  My fingers slithered up his shirt, toying with the skin that peaked out of the V where his first two buttons were undone, I leaned in, my body trembling, and began rubbing my face against his rugged beard.  A moan escaped my lips just as I pressed my mouth to his.

You know... details!

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ORIGINAL: sunshinemiss

In the interests of self-disclosure, I admit that I edited that post.  I had written "wonton" instead of "wanton".  I laughed so hard at the idea of being a little pasta blanket around him that I had to come back and tell you... See... sultry... silly... equal parts.

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ORIGINAL: Aynne88

Whheeeee! I will bring lobsters and ummm "party favors'". That's all I can say......

Oh and Aqua I make the best dirty martini's ever, I will hook you up. I like mine ice cold, Bombay sapphire, splash of vermouth, straight up, and a blue cheese stuffed olive.

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ORIGINAL: wandersalone

My theory is that a lot of the "can't get a date"posters are ones who use online only in order to try and meet someone and are hoping to find someone without having to actually put any effort into it.