A good friend of mine’s girlfriend (now wife) was in nursing school with my (now) wife and would hang out together studying for exams. She was married at the time to a raging douchebag and I wasn’t too interested in dating but we were friends. Those friends and I moved to CO and a few years later she was separated from her husband and decided to move to CO too. It didn’t take long for us to start dating exclusively but I drug my feet on proposing because I’m an idiot. We made up for it with an incredible pseudo-destination wedding and weekend that couldn’t have gone better.
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One warm January day she "accidentally" drove by the our shop.
Called her back and asked her out.
Has been a little past 31 years since that day.
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Called her back and asked her out.
Has been a little past 31 years since that day.
R
Incest is best...as long as you don't get her preggers...
Now as to the original query...
ANSWER: Which one? #1 Lived next door of duplex, when I moved to Reno.
#2 Co-worker. Dated her best friend first but she was too much of a party animal to me so when I couldn't keep up with her drugs, drinking and general smoking, she dumped me, so I asked her best friend who was the exact opposite. She passed away after 26 wonderful years together. RIP
Technically #3 Not married for complicated financial reasons, however, we are permanently engaged, FOREVER! We were both 14-13 yrs of age and she lived upstairs in a vertical duplex. I visited my divorced father on weekends and met her while playing hide 'n' go seek with her brothers. We were romantically linked 5-6 years, but then I married #1.
Fifty five years later, I was looking up old girlfriends names on Ancestry.com and ran across where she had gotten married, then on some other freebie web sites, I found four different addresses where she had lived. I wrote letters to all four enclosing my email addy and she replied with her phone #. I called and we renewed acquaintances. Her hubby had passed a year and a half earlier and I later learned she was deeply depressed, so I called she was happy to hear from me and wanted to see me ASAP. She flew up from L.A. and we spent a great week together as I took her to see the sights around the Reno-Tahoe area. After she flew back she said she missed me terribly and wanted to drive up to spend another week with me, which she did. I drove down to L.A. a couple of months later, brought her back with me and we spend some time at each other's homes thru out the year.
Funny story: When I worked for a slot machine company, one of our employees had to get a background check in order to manage a small casino, our company was going to open up at Tahoe. When the bill for his background check came into the office, it was exorbitantly high. When asked about it, he said it was because all of his TWELVE WIVES had to be checked out too.
I married bigfatcocks ex wife . Damn she had a tight pussy!
I used to live with her sister. (Please don't ask any follow-up questions.)
If you can’t keep it in your pants, keep it in the family. Incest is best when you put your sister to the test.
I was playin piano in a whore house down by the cow pens in Fort Worth. She came in with her pimp. She was 13 Long blonde hair and was the prettiest girl I had ever seen. I took one look at her pulled my 44 and shot that pimp in the head. I grabbed her and headed out back. I got a couple good horses and we took off. We went on the run around Texas for a while. I robbed a couple banks to give us money.
Then I heard the Sheriff and mayor got killed. Everyone thought I did it. I went back to clear my name, but I was a hero. So I just rode with it. Since I was now considered the biggest thief in town. They elected me mayor. I was a top thief I ended up governor of the great state of Texas.
Then I heard the Sheriff and mayor got killed. Everyone thought I did it. I went back to clear my name, but I was a hero. So I just rode with it. Since I was now considered the biggest thief in town. They elected me mayor. I was a top thief I ended up governor of the great state of Texas.
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My wife was my main bully from preschool until 2nd grade. In 5th grade we became really good friends. After I got out of Juvie when I was 12, we became official boyfriend and girlfriend. Had our first kid when I was 16. Got married as soon as both of us became adults and the rest is history.
Met mine at a party almost 18 years ago. She has put up with a lot.. my powder burn addiction is real.. she and my daughters support it and even help burn it too.. I'm a lucky man!
Friday night, at the club. I won't tell you all, what my first sentence out of my mouth, to her was, but, she ended up being my "Biker Bi*^h" for a year and then the rest was, as they say, history! Mac
I'll take Ann Richards for $500.00 Alex.
I met mine at the Catholic Student Center at the University of Alabama. I was trying to get her roommate's tennis shoes down off the flagpole. Someone had run them up the pole and the cable had broken with the shoes at the top. Ended up climbing the pole and the rest is history.
At work, I was an electrical engineer (designing hospitals, schools, etc) and she was the team secretary - many many years ago. Lots of good (birth of our son) and a few sad times (miscarriage, she is 3 years clear of cancer), love more today than the day we met! My soulmate.
College had 5 of t 6 classes together. Last name started with same letter so were always a seat or two apart. Then one day I look in my mirror while driving home and there she is in a car following me. I lived on the edge of town at the time and every turn she followed and I could see her smiling. Pulled into my parking spot and she drove by laughing and four doors down she pulled into her place. 4 kids and 30 years later, where does the time go???
Don’t worry, we can figure the rest outI used to live with her sister. (Please don't ask any follow-up questions.)
Oregonboy--you are blessed. Enjoy the dog and cat!
Thanks buddy, I try to remember that every day.
I used to live with her sister. (Please don't ask any follow-up questions.)
give this man a pabst blue ribbon
Met at church singles congregation. Became really good friends. Went on 3 dates. She wanted to date exclusively. I told I loved her like a sister (note the like. We are 8th cousins). We both did a church mission (roughly same time not same place). She was finishing college and broke up with boyfriend and called me. (First date after that was playing Tales of the Arabian Nights board game over Google hangouts). Started talking again long distance (160 hrs over 6 months), moved closer, proposed 6 months after reconnecting, married Feb '16 9 years after we met.
Rebecca and I met through cycling friends and started riding in the group together.
I had been trying to shake a case of bronchitis and our first ride together, I dropped back to help her ride the last eight miles.
Little did she know how much I was suffering, but I got her back to the starting point.
We had a coffee together after the ride and talked for almost three hours.
While we were talking, she joked that I should keep a small rope in my bike bag so I could pull her back if needed.
The next ride, I brought a ten foot section of parachute cord and showed it to her. She thought it was totally funny.
On that ride, my lungs were screaming because I couldn't breathe worth a damn and nearly asked her to pull me the last two miles.
(Yes, I went to see the doc that afternoon and got one of those super antibiotic shots to fix me up)
We spent a lot of time together, talking about the past, the future and all of the hard things that most people won't talk about before beginning a relationship.
Neither of us was ready for a relationship at that time
We decided that we were right for each other and jumped in head first anyway.
That was 6 years ago. We've been married for four years as of June and I will say I have absolutely no regrets.
She's kind, thoughtful, smart as hell, pretty and she's a fantastic mother.
I wouldn't hesitate to marry her again.
Oh, and as far as I know, she still has that rope.
I had been trying to shake a case of bronchitis and our first ride together, I dropped back to help her ride the last eight miles.
Little did she know how much I was suffering, but I got her back to the starting point.
We had a coffee together after the ride and talked for almost three hours.
While we were talking, she joked that I should keep a small rope in my bike bag so I could pull her back if needed.
The next ride, I brought a ten foot section of parachute cord and showed it to her. She thought it was totally funny.
On that ride, my lungs were screaming because I couldn't breathe worth a damn and nearly asked her to pull me the last two miles.
(Yes, I went to see the doc that afternoon and got one of those super antibiotic shots to fix me up)
We spent a lot of time together, talking about the past, the future and all of the hard things that most people won't talk about before beginning a relationship.
Neither of us was ready for a relationship at that time
We decided that we were right for each other and jumped in head first anyway.
That was 6 years ago. We've been married for four years as of June and I will say I have absolutely no regrets.
She's kind, thoughtful, smart as hell, pretty and she's a fantastic mother.
I wouldn't hesitate to marry her again.
Oh, and as far as I know, she still has that rope.
Met mine when I was cutting through a SCIF one day (I trouble shot a wide range of systems, so the site security manager just gave me run of all the compartments). At the time I traveled 3 weeks out of four, so I didn't see her for a month or so, then when one her friends accosted me in the hallway when I was back, and gave me the 10 min interrogation (how old, divorced?, how many kids, etc).
As her friend finished, she happened to walk around the corner, hearing the last few questions, stopped dead in her tracks and proceeded to turn the deepest red I had seen in a while. Sooooo... I walked up, introduced myself and asked to meet for lunch that week. We got married two years later.
I'm amazed she's put up with me this long.
As her friend finished, she happened to walk around the corner, hearing the last few questions, stopped dead in her tracks and proceeded to turn the deepest red I had seen in a while. Sooooo... I walked up, introduced myself and asked to meet for lunch that week. We got married two years later.
I'm amazed she's put up with me this long.
Met my wife through one of my childhood friends. She worked with her and introduced us. Engaged after a few months, had a long engagement and got married two years to the day we first met. Going on 17yrs this year. I am one lucky SOB, probably like more than a few others on here she saved me from myself and the path I was on
Lol! Absolutely. At the time, I tended to follow the rule "If you don't understand it, kill it." She's mellowed me out quite a bit over the years, and as others have said, protected me from myself a lot of times.You're amazed......?
She also didn't waver, not once, when we went through all the brain tumor/surgery/rehab i had over the last year. I put her through the meat grinder with all that, and she showed backbone...in spades. I can't think of anything as important in a marriage than that....
Met mine on a sailboat at the lake. Friend and I were in a Regatta Memorial Day weekend.
Ex girlfriend of mine had been trying to hook us up for a while. We hit it off and been together ever since. Almost 19 year now.
Ex girlfriend of mine had been trying to hook us up for a while. We hit it off and been together ever since. Almost 19 year now.
Soon after being stationed at Ft. Carson, my then German girlfriend of two years dumped me (I probably deserved it). I decided that rather than wallow in depression and self-pity I was going to find someone. I got online and after wading through a number of psychos I found a lovely young Russian girl in St. Petersburg.
We corresponded for a year, email/calls/letters and I took the leap in getting a visa and jumping on a flight. DEN>ORD>FRA>LED. The ORD>FRA part was Dec 31, 1999 to 01 Jan, 2000. Given the Y2K panic at the time there were 14 passengers on that particular 747. After landing at LED and getting through customs about 0730 and there she was.
To shorten up the story, I stayed with her at her parent's apartment for a week, and proposed on day six. After that I came home and almost immediately went to Bosnia. We were able to coordinate my mid-tour R&R and In July 2000 we spent 76 hours together in Siófok, Hungary. I came home on Oct1, and she joined me on the 11th.
We were married, and about a year later she was naturalized. This November will be 20 years. Best wife a man could hope for, gave me twin boys and is still a hottie (me, not so much).
We corresponded for a year, email/calls/letters and I took the leap in getting a visa and jumping on a flight. DEN>ORD>FRA>LED. The ORD>FRA part was Dec 31, 1999 to 01 Jan, 2000. Given the Y2K panic at the time there were 14 passengers on that particular 747. After landing at LED and getting through customs about 0730 and there she was.
To shorten up the story, I stayed with her at her parent's apartment for a week, and proposed on day six. After that I came home and almost immediately went to Bosnia. We were able to coordinate my mid-tour R&R and In July 2000 we spent 76 hours together in Siófok, Hungary. I came home on Oct1, and she joined me on the 11th.
We were married, and about a year later she was naturalized. This November will be 20 years. Best wife a man could hope for, gave me twin boys and is still a hottie (me, not so much).
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My wifes uncle built me a 1911 that was to be finished when I ETSed from the army. It was and I started shooting matches with him. My wifes aunt thought we would be a good match and we were introduced at a pistol match. And that as they say is that. And 26 years later the magic is still there.
I just bought a house way outside of town. Got pulled over on a saturday night; beat the DUI in court, but lost my license for a year and my job. Friend gives me a ride into town one weekend to see a band in a bar. I'm standing at the bar next to a gorgeous blonde. I have no game. She can't figure out why I'm not hitting on her. She liked the band and wanted to stay, and asked me to sit next to her and shield her from douchebags. I've made her laugh everyday for 18 years. She's made me better human for 18 years.
I was harrassing her boyfriend/ex boyfriend as they were loudly breaking up at the party. I was drunkenly egging them on about getting it the fuck over so we could go back to the party.
Mutual friend set us up a few weeks later. Ended up with a few kids and a marriage somehow. Still don't know where that came from. Anytime I do something stupid and she asks the proverbial "why did I do this to myself?" I remind her she saw what an idiot I was the first time we ever talked, so it's definately not my fault.
15 years now, 10 of them married. My 11 year old now knows what a bastard child is. We told him we needed to make a ring bearer for the wedding since we didn't know anybody and that seemed to satisfy him for now. I'm sure that'll be a running joke in years to come.
Mutual friend set us up a few weeks later. Ended up with a few kids and a marriage somehow. Still don't know where that came from. Anytime I do something stupid and she asks the proverbial "why did I do this to myself?" I remind her she saw what an idiot I was the first time we ever talked, so it's definately not my fault.
15 years now, 10 of them married. My 11 year old now knows what a bastard child is. We told him we needed to make a ring bearer for the wedding since we didn't know anybody and that seemed to satisfy him for now. I'm sure that'll be a running joke in years to come.
I met mine in high school. I injured my hips playing football and she called, came to my house to help me with homework. We have been together ever since and married for 31 years.
I met mine at our local mall while I was working at Hollister Co. (don't judge haha!). She considered me a friend when we first started hanging out. I thought we were dating the whole time lol! Finally my charm? won her over (it was not looks or money haha) and we dated for almost 4 years before we married in 2017. She supports my gun enthusiasm and is is often called a "cool wife" because she lets me buy stuff my co-worker's wives won't let them haha!
I married my best friends sister. He introduced us right before our first deployment. Fast forward 9 months and she came down for the post deployment ball and never went home lol 3 years, a baby, and another deployment later still going strong.
We met in Afghanistan, I was the security manager of the camp and she was the newly assigned mental health counselor. She had the hots from step one when I gave her the incoming safety brief, I had a thing against the wizard of course so kept a far distance from her. She pestered the shit out of me every morning with a chipper "Good morning!" to which I would grumble back to if anything, she referred to me as "the grumpy guy". Both of us were on the tail end of failing marriages, and after many nights bullshitting around the fire pit when the weather allowed as well as many knocks at my office door to join her for a smoke, we became close friends over the next year and found we had more and more in common than either of us thought initially.
Months later following both of our divorces which we helped each other get through, we finally faced the facts we both wanted to be more than friends. Both of us were jaded on marriage so we went seven years of living together before we decided to make it official.
As for the first wife? Stripper, met at the Driftwood outside Camp Lejeune, wish I would have drifted into oncoming traffic on the way there that night. Strippers are soul sucking scum, do not think you can save them, as no matter how hard you try they will always be a gold digging slut with extreme mental issues.
Golden rule of life, for both men and women: Think before you breed.
Months later following both of our divorces which we helped each other get through, we finally faced the facts we both wanted to be more than friends. Both of us were jaded on marriage so we went seven years of living together before we decided to make it official.
As for the first wife? Stripper, met at the Driftwood outside Camp Lejeune, wish I would have drifted into oncoming traffic on the way there that night. Strippers are soul sucking scum, do not think you can save them, as no matter how hard you try they will always be a gold digging slut with extreme mental issues.
Golden rule of life, for both men and women: Think before you breed.
Hmmm. Food for thought.
I'm old and glad I probably won't have to back up and go down that road.
I stalked her from afar for 6-8 month, studying her every move. Then, one night I hit her with a tranquilizer dart in the left ass cheek. She went down a few seconds later, so I drove up and stuffed her in the van.
She’s been in my basement ever since.
She’s been in my basement ever since.
I say it often to all the young guys I come across, the word needs to be spread.Hmmm. Food for thought.
I'm old and glad I probably won't have to back up and go down that road.
Through a widow/widower support group. We both lost our spouse of many years in 2014.
We usually stop in Limon to get fuel on the way to Denver. I was in the mens room one time and noticed in the graffiti on the wall " Limon, Living in the middle of nowhere". Ha Ha!
