While I was out throwing away good money today playing Poker, one of the Ex Girlfriends made a Grand Appearance.
This is the last one I was with, quite the learning experience I got from her.
I won’t go into the details except to say she has some control issues, and I usually don’t know what the fuck I’m going to be doing five minutes from now.
Last I heard she had wrangled some guy into a proposal and was swinging around a pretty good sized rock on her finger. Shortly after she told me all this wonderful news,she invited me to a friendly Poker tournament at her new place, along with several mutual friends.
I didn’t stay long after getting my ass handed to me very early.
Come to find out,a while after I left, the prospective groom showed up drunker than a seven peckered billy goat and ended up getting the cops called on him and thrown out on his ass.
He moved out, after they had signed a three year lease on a big ass house and now she is kinda fucked.
She showed up in ” Victim Aquisition” mode tonight, all fuckin dolled up. I didn’t run, they focus on fear and motion.
One nice thing about the lessons you finally learn as ya get older.
