Love and Romance

Originally posted by Suzianne
As time goes by...

Play it, Sam.

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If your love life depends on the calendar, you should ask yourself seriously whether you really love him, or rather the idea of having someone for you to be loved by.

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how I would like to spend it and reality 2 different things Saturday is shopping at Morrisons day & if you don't get there early enough you get trampled by the great unwashed/anyway it was a big shop because I have my kids coming up from Northampton so having slept in I had a quick cup of tea Earl Grey don't you know, no breakfast that eventualy turned out to be a Morrisons meat and potato pie kindly purchased by my kind wife I am ashamed to say I bought her nothing because I forgot what day it was.

February 15, 2015

To: The lovely ladies of the GenFor
From: LEUR the insensitive

You must think me heartless
And so very unkind
Forgive me for being smartless
I forgot your Valentine

Originally posted by redbadger
how I would like to spend it and reality 2 different things Saturday is shopping at Morrisons day & if you don't get there early enough you get trampled by the great unwashed/anyway it was a big shop because I have my kids coming up from Northampton so having slept in I had a quick cup of tea Earl Grey don't you know, no breakfast that eventualy turned out ...[text shortened]... ased by my kind wife I am ashamed to say I bought her nothing because I forgot what day it was.

You should be begging her forgiveness.

The woman is a saint.

Originally posted by LEUR
February [b]15, 2015

To: The lovely ladies of the GenFor
From: LEUR the insensitive

You must think me heartless
And so very unkind
Forgive me for being smartless
I forgot your Valentine[/b]

Passion beats a little piece of paper, like a card with some sappy, meaningless nothing written on it. Remember, a hand-written effort with true sentiments is better than the shiniest store-bought card.

Even a single rose nicked from a neighbor's garden is better than nothing, but it is the thought that counts. It is better to experience the little moments of love every day than to get nothing all year except on Valentine's Day, and only then because it is "expected".

And here, a pragmatically appropriate love song from Todd Snider...

You oughta know by now this love of mine is real
Honey, words just can't describe the way I feel
And even though we just met, I'm so glad the date is set
And years from now I would bet, we'd be together still

But just in case
Just in case

Now, this morning I went by my lawyer's place
I didn't think you would mind, here honey
Sign this dotted line, what's yours is yours
And what is mine will always be mine

And just in case

Well, you know that I can't love you enough
But I also can't afford to lose half of my stuff
There's no doubt in my mind, these ties that we're about to bind
Will hold us both together any time it gets too tough

But just in case
And just in case

This morning, I swung by my lawyer's place
I didn't think that you would mind, here dumplin'
Sign this dotted line, what's yours is yours
And what is mine will always be mine

And just in case
Just in case

Originally posted by LEUR
And here, a pragmatically appropriate love song from Todd Snider...

You oughta know by now this love of mine is real
Honey, words just can't describe the way I feel
And even though we just met, I'm so glad the date is set
And years from now I would bet, we'd be together still

But just in case
Just in case

Now, this morning I went by my lawyer's pla ...[text shortened]... e, what's yours is yours
And what is mine will always be mine

And just in case
Just in case

lol...

Leur, you're horrible.

But I say that in the nicest way possible. 😀

Originally posted by Suzianne
lol...

Leur, you're horrible.

But I say that in the nicest way possible. 😀

I know...

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Did you mean , AND like men?

Originally posted by Suzianne
lol...

Leur, you're horrible.

😀

And here, my favorite song about how easily a young man can lose his heart...by David Bromberg

I was at this carnival just a few years ago.
No big deal, Ferris wheel, the same old stuff you know.
I wandered around the grounds until I found this little tent
A man outside made a speech, and this is how it went:

She walks, she talks,
She crawls on her belly like a reptile.
It was the same old line except for one part,
Said it don't cost no money, you got to pay with your heart

Oh Sharon, what do you do to these men?
You know the same rowdy crowd that was here last night is back again.

Well I went inside and I looked around for a seat.
The lights went low, and the drums played a beat.
Then this girl comes out, dressed in a scarf and a sneeze.
She did a little dance that made me weak in the knees.
She danced like her back had no bone
While the band played a tune called the Main Street Moan.

She smiled a smile the whole world could see.
Then she turned her head, and she looked straight at me.
I must have jumped at least six feet in the air,
And when I came down, that girl wasn't there.

Oh Sharon, what do you do to these men?
You know the same rowdy crowd that was here last night is back again.

And out comes this dude with curly red hair
He had a big bushy beard, he was built like a bear.
He said you stop all your shouting, there's no more to the show
And if you wanna breathe right, you all better go.
I didn't hang around, I headed straight for the door,
But on my way out, I heard that big bear roar

Oh Sharon, what do you do to these men?
You know the same rowdy crowd that was here last night is back again.

Every night that that show played, I was right there.
I stayed out of reach of that mean red bear.
And it was just like the man had said in his speech at the start,
'cause when the carnie left town it took a piece of my heart.
And I still get a funny feeling deep down in my bones,
Every time I hear a band play that Main Street Moan.

Oh Sharon, what do you do to these men?
You know the same rowdy crowd that was here last night is back again.

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Pillaging the villages of my enemies then drinking
calvados from their skulls and ravaging their women.

Originally posted by Seitse
Pillaging the villages of my enemies then drinking
calvados from their skulls and ravaging their women.

fancy getting it on a fine BROMANCE