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eman nigol said:
Fact: that statment is fact.

Fact: spanish bitches are by far the best fuck one could ask for.

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Dude you really are hilarious haha

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eman nigol said:
Fact: that statment is fact.

Fact: spanish bitches are by far the best fuck one could ask for.

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Fuck yes, one of those 2 women I mentioned above was Spanish.

Even though you guys probably mean Latinas, not actual women from Spain.

It was so hard letting go of dat ass. 

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m00nshine said:
How many of you plan to get married or are currently married?

What motivated you to make your decision?

Personally I'd love to get married but I doubt that I will.

Vows just aren't taken seriously anymore and I don't trust

a woman to stick with it for the long haul.

Also, women view men as a meal ticket, and m00nshine

don't play that shit.

And ultimately men get screwed over in a divorce.

Am I just going to let a woman take what my family

and I have worked hard for? Hell no!

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Married almost 13 years now.  I was motivated by my feeling for her and the romantic ideal of the long term partnership.  The same motivations keep it working today.

All I have to say is if you distrust someone, even a little bit, don't consider it.  I was very fortunate to get married to a woman with priorities and a sense of respect and her place in the world.  I've never met another woman under 30 who really had her shit together like my wife did when she was 19.

I realize anything can happen in the future, but we both seem to be pretty happy still and we actively do things that support a good relationship.

That said, I also had to have my shit together before I could ever be happy with someone.  I never met a woman I partied with that would have made a good long term companion.

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Yous a smart mother fucker.

I gotta go with Crayola's explanation of why he got married. Pretty much the same for me, and double props on the last sentence. No booty call chick I ever had was worth her weight in gold.


I met my wife when I was looking for weed one night after work. A friend said his girlfriend knew where to find weed and turned out that my future wife was "the weed chick". Well her foster mom was at least.lol.

We showed up and they were dry as a bone. Dude left with his chick and I hung out there with my future wife. Usually I was always trying to get into a girl's pants, but that night all I did was sit and listen and talk to her. It was insane how much we had in common and everything right down to agreeing on watching Catdog instead of reruns of spongebob.lolol.

I get a bit giddy talking about the night we met. I didn't leave until 4am when her foster mom got back from a weed run. I bought a 20 sack, told her goodnight and left.

She went on for the next week or two thinking I wasn't attracted to her at all. Then one day my friend came to me at work and asked me if it was cool if his girl gave her my phone number. I was like hell yeah, then I found out he meant to ask me the day after we went.lol. Fuckin stoner.

Fucking really long story short. We spent the next 7 months together everyday, and never officially asked each other out until then. We just knew I guess.

3 kids, 1 roach infested apartment, 1 beautiful house, shitty jobs and good jobs later, we are married and happy as shit.

You really don't know a person for sure, I think it was m00n that said that, but I was the type of person that would rather take a chance than always taking the more cautious route.

Honestly if I had to go back out in the dating scene now, even at 26, I don't think I would know a thing about how women are now. I hate selfies, I cant stand bug eyed sunglasses, and I really don't understand the obsessions people have nowadays.

I'm old-fashioned, but happy, so that's what counts.

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eman nigol said:
It's not like you're getting married and who really cares about their sister...

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My wife's sisters are fucking hot.
Seriously. My wife is beautiful, but when we go to her families get togethers and shit I feel like my dick is a bulldog barking on the end of a chain. Plus one of them hit on me the second time I ever met her. I totally could have hooked up with her sister that night and she would have never found out.

But I didn't. I guess Native Americans let their pride and honor take control.