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							<strong>Added:</strong> 2009-02-05 15:31:16<br />
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			<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 21:28:51 -0500</pubDate>
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							<strong>Added:</strong> 2009-01-13 21:28:51<br />
							<p>So, today I had to work at 9 a.m. until 6 p.m. and my fiance had to work from 3 p.m. until 9 p.m., which means we needed a babysitter until I got off. We have a 2 1/2 year old daughter, who is very smart mind you, and sometimes it is hard to find a babysitter. We, well my finance, has these two friends who love Kaydence to love death and usually watch her. The problem is, I don't really care for them; and here is why:</p>
<p>1. They are Christians.</p>
<p>2. They are vegetarians.</p>
<p>3. They don't cuss, smoke, drink, fuck, etc.</p>
<p>4. One of them is 16. and is a really big drama queen. Everything is about her all the time. Fucking annoying.</p>
<p>5. The other is 26. Not so much a drama queen, but annoying nonetheless. She also weighs about 290-300lbs. The 16 year old is also rather large.</p>
<p>6. They eat fast food <u>ALL THE TIME</u>. If eating fast food and being fat were an Olympic sport, they'd win every year. No joke.</p>
<p>With all that said, when I get home from a long day's work, I want no one here and a clean house. Never happens.</p>
<p>Usually when they babysit, fast food garbage is everywhere, soda cans that I bought are half empty, toys everywhere, t.v. super loud, and my computer is on. My computer is not to be fucking touched!!!</p>
<p>Tonight my fiance got off early so we were both home around 7:00. I am tired, hungry and horny. Needless to say, I don't want anyone else here but "My Trio" as I like to call  it.</p>
<p>The aforementioned two people like to stay all hours of the fucking night. I throw hints out like, "Hey fucking leave!" It does'nt work. Like tonight, I get home and leave for about 20 minutes. I got back they are still here. I took a 30 minute shower. Still here. Smoked 3 packs of cigarettes. Still here. I say to myself, "Are you fucking kidding me?!"</p>
<p>So I ask all of you, what would you do in this situation? What would you say to not ruin the whole babysitter thing?</p>
<p>It makes me so mad. I have a really bad smart ass kind of atitude and don't want to say something to jeopardize the realtionship between them and my fiancee.</p>
<p>ARGHHH!!!</p>						</td>
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&lt;p&gt;1. They are Christians.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. They are vegetarians.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. They don't cuss, smoke, drink, fuck, etc.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4. One of them is 16. and is a really big drama queen. Everything is about her all the time. Fucking annoying.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5. The other is 26. Not so much a drama queen, but annoying nonetheless. She also weighs about 290-300lbs. The 16 year old is also rather large.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6. They eat fast food &lt;u&gt;ALL THE TIME&lt;/u&gt;. If eating fast food and being fat were an Olympic sport, they'd win every year. No joke.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With all that said, when I get home from a long day's work, I want no one here and a clean house. Never happens.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Usually when they babysit, fast food garbage is everywhere, soda cans that I bought are half empty, toys everywhere, t.v. super loud, and my computer is on. My computer is not to be fucking touched!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tonight my fiance got off early so we were both home around 7:00. I am tired, hungry and horny. Needless to say, I don't want anyone else here but&nbsp;&quot;My&nbsp;Trio&quot; as I like to call&nbsp; it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The aforementioned two people like to stay all hours of the fucking night. I throw hints out like, &quot;Hey fucking leave!&quot; It does'nt work. Like tonight, I get home and leave for about 20 minutes. I got back they are still here. I took a 30 minute shower. Still here. Smoked 3 packs of cigarettes. Still here. I say to myself, &quot;Are you fucking kidding me?!&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I ask all of you, what would you do in this situation? What would you say to not ruin the whole babysitter thing?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It makes me so mad. I have a really bad smart ass kind of atitude and don't want to say something to jeopardize the realtionship between them and my fiancee.&lt;/p&gt;
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			<pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 21:57:57 -0400</pubDate>
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							<strong>Added:</strong> 2008-10-07 21:57:57<br />
							<p>I never quite figured out why the sexual urge of men and women differ so <br /> much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. I have <br /> never figured out why men think with their head and women with their heart. <br /> <br /> FOR EXAMPLE: One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into <br /> bed. <br /> <br /> Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says "I don't feel <br /> like it, I just want you to hold me." <br /> <br /> I said "WHAT??!! What was that?!" <br /> <br /> So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to hear... <br /> "You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me <br /> to satisfy your physical needs as a man." She responded to my puzzled look <br /> by saying, "Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in <br /> the bedroom?" <br /> <br /> Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep. <br /> <br /> The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with <br /> her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big <br /> unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on <br /> several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one to <br /> take so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to <br /> compliment her new clothes, so I said lets get a pair for each outfit. We <br /> went onto the jewelry department where she picked out a pair of diamond <br /> earrings. Let me tell you...she was so excited. She must have thought I was <br /> one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me because <br /> she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how to play <br /> tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I said, "That's fine, honey." <br /> She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement. <br /> Smiling with excited anticipation she finally said, "I think this is all <br /> dear, let's go to the cashier." <br /> <br /> I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, "No honey, I don't feel <br /> like it." <br /> <br /> Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled <br /> WHAT?" <br /> <br /> I then said "honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while. You're <br /> just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy <br /> your shopping needs as a woman." And just when she had this look like she <br /> was going to kill me, I added, "Why can't you just love me for who I am and <br /> not for the things I buy you?" <br /> <br /> Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either.</p>						</td>
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			<media:thumbnail url="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/thumbs/avatars/berv/berv-1223260798.gif" width="75" height="75" />						<media:description type="html">&lt;p&gt;I never quite figured out why the sexual urge of men and women differ so &lt;br /&gt; much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. I have &lt;br /&gt; never figured out why men think with their head and women with their heart. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; FOR EXAMPLE: One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into &lt;br /&gt; bed. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says &quot;I don't feel &lt;br /&gt; like it, I just want you to hold me.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I said &quot;WHAT??!! What was that?!&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to hear... &lt;br /&gt; &quot;You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me &lt;br /&gt; to satisfy your physical needs as a man.&quot; She responded to my puzzled look &lt;br /&gt; by saying, &quot;Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in &lt;br /&gt; the bedroom?&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with &lt;br /&gt; her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big &lt;br /&gt; unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on &lt;br /&gt; several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one to &lt;br /&gt; take so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to &lt;br /&gt; compliment her new clothes, so I said lets get a pair for each outfit. We &lt;br /&gt; went onto the jewelry department where she picked out a pair of diamond &lt;br /&gt; earrings. Let me tell you...she was so excited. She must have thought I was &lt;br /&gt; one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me because &lt;br /&gt; she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how to play &lt;br /&gt; tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I said, &quot;That's fine, honey.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement. &lt;br /&gt; Smiling with excited anticipation she finally said, &quot;I think this is all &lt;br /&gt; dear, let's go to the cashier.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, &quot;No honey, I don't feel &lt;br /&gt; like it.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled &lt;br /&gt; WHAT?&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I then said &quot;honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while. You're &lt;br /&gt; just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy &lt;br /&gt; your shopping needs as a woman.&quot; And just when she had this look like she &lt;br /&gt; was going to kill me, I added, &quot;Why can't you just love me for who I am and &lt;br /&gt; not for the things I buy you?&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either.&lt;/p&gt;</media:description>
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