TBD

TBD on Ning

Kat, or maybe it was akabukowski, once said to me that everyone thinks their life would make a good book.

She is probably right. What do you think?

Here is your chance.

Let's all tell stories from our experiences as we traveled through time.

 

Ahh, but there has to be rules. They will be pretty loose, but rules there must be.

RULES:

1. It can be any experience that you want to tell us about.

2. It can be as short as one line. Or as long as fifty. Anything over thirty will be deleted.

3.You do not have to end the story at fiftyy lines, but you have to quit writing at the end of fiftyy lines. You can not post again until at least one other person  has posted something.

This ensures that everyone gets a chance.

4.You can continue on the same subject or jump to a new one.

5. Nothing is required to be in chronological order.

6. Very Graphic Sexual discriptions should be posted in the sex talk group. You can direct us to go there if we want to read about it.

7. No one will be checking the facts 

8. Additional rules will be posted and implemented as I see fit.

Step right up and post. who knows, the next knock on your door may be Spielberg asking for the movie rights.

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I'm waiting for a suitable memory to surface!  :-)

I was looking through some old stuff and came across some old photos of my time in Colorado

during the Uranium Boom. I went out there when I was 19 and left when I was a little over 21.

The Lure of Easy Money. (:>)
And deluxe accommodations.
Wish I had known about Kooner's Northwoods toilet seat Trick. 
Robbie, thanks! Those are fun pictures!
You have a great aptitude for storytelling.  Thank you for sharing these wonderful images of a young man...off to a great adventure..
I like the vintage campers and pick up truck.

This was an escapade I told on the original TBD as an entry in Maria's continuing series on first date disasters. As per the rules - no graphic sexual details. Typical of my romances when I was in my twenties - one moment she was girly sweetness and lace and the next a yellow-eyed raving banshee.

 

We went back to her house about 11:00 PM - I parked my car about half a mile up the dirt road. She worked on a horse farm and I have forgotten how we met. Anyway early the next morning we were giggling in bed and I hear a voice yell, "What the hell is going on in there!" The door is flung open and I'm looking at Bigfoot in bib overalls...the reality was her dad standing in the doorway. He sees us and then growls - "I'm gittin my baseball bat"

 

Fortunately, the bat was far enough away for me to have time to scoot out the door and down the road to my car. I'm standing next to my locked car in my underwear thinking about the Texas Chain Saw Massacre when she arrives in her car with my clothes. She then says "I'm glad my dad found out I'm having sex."

 

I'm just so happy for her and dad.  

 

We stayed together for about 4 more weeks - my mom even altered a gown for her that she was going to wear to a formal event she wanted me to take her to. 

 

About six months later I am getting on the Thruway to go to work and I see her - she had gotten a job as a toll collector. I am all smiles and ask how she is. I get the ticket from her and then she spits on me. So now every time I get on that entrance I have to endure her trying to spit on me, or else if that fails, I get a glob on my window or door. I never got the chance to ask her why she was so mad at me.

Do women really need a reason???
Does one  not understand "tongue in cheek" humor?
Yes.....I may not know much about tongue in cheek, but i'm good at smartass.

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