Hey hey hey -- I am a lover not a fighter

I like Steve -- dont know him but must be pretty cool if he is married to babe like Kristen.

All right I will take him on just to give the BB Babes a show.

Steve maybe younger but I doubt if he is bigger. I think we are aboutt he same height 6'3". I am sure I outweigh him by a few pounds (226 for me).

Ok Steve maybe in the Navy (which I respect tremendously) BUT I am in the Boy Scouts

And if you are smart place your money on ole Partagas! Experience pays and I fight dirty

OK bring it on sailor boy!

Of course, afyter we fight Steve and I are going to hit the town. I hear he spends his money pretty freely at certain establishments. Don't tell Kristen though - she will find out soon enough when the credit card statement arrives

So what you are saying is that grinding is like the poor boys form of sex.

I just asked one of the young guys here about it and he says: It is called the "CHUMP'S PUMP."

and then my old man asked if it was like-
when the young dog use to hump a persons leg?

If you can't control your little willie when you are dancing, you may just be the hit of the dance when you stain the front of your pants.

Another just said that "it sounds like you are trying to get a free lap dance, while you are dancing. You could at least tip the girl after you are done!"

The final comment from one of the ladies of the group here: "I hope my daughter would have more class then let some pervert hump all over her, just because they call it dancing."

Been there, done that!

Lol Krlea your avatar is Cool by the way

Thanks Deb, I am a huge James Bond fan. I love yours too. I just watched Muppets take Manhattan a few days ago.

Where are you in Scotland? When I was there my friends took me to a club called Espionage 007 in Edinburgh. I don't remember too much (ha ha) but it was decorated with 007 posters and served my favorite Alabama Slammer drink. I had so much fun in Scotland. It is so beautiful!

Exactly

Been there, done that! [/b][/quote]I kinda pray for that, for when I'm married. That way, when the statement comes, no matter how much I spend at Neiman Marcus or whatever, I can turn the tables and yell at him for the other stuff.

"My $2,500 at Prada is besides the point, you sleazy bastard... how do you explain this???"

It's perfect.

Could you explain to me why you would pay that much for something in the first place?

Paying that much for a handbag is almost as silly as paying $65.00 for your (women) hair being trimed.

NO wonder the guys at the car dealers tear you ladies apart.

Then again you can always con some dry humping guy to pay for it!