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To: Galirayo who wrote (10748)	1/16/1998 7:52:00 PM
From: Patrick Slevin	Respond to of 17305

My goal is to be out with the "Gurls" <e>

To: Galirayo who wrote (10748)	1/16/1998 8:08:00 PM
From: Patrick Slevin	Respond to of 17305

I hoped some others would post but such is not the case. I slammed Robin a bit to get a rise out of someone and I hoped there would be a few posts in the interim to prevent anyone who defended her from changing their post once they read my sincere apology. But the fact is!!!! Survey says!?!? No Robin. I was only kidding about her anyway. Sincere. I really was. Survey also says, No Kevin. Best guess is he was not kidding.

To: Galirayo who wrote (10748)	1/17/1998 10:58:00 AM
From: Andrew Vance	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 17305

AV -- Gee, us married folks have it all backwards. Imagine how much fun we would have if the husband went out with the Girls and the wives would go out with the Boys. You remember, the guys doing stupid Human tricks to impress the ladies while the ladies dressed "to kill" to make our eyes pop out and make us take cold showers. That was fun, wasn't it?? Huh, Huh, Huh. The wives would come home and tell us what insincere unromatic creeps we are and how so and so is such a gentleman and so helpful and considerate. He even does chores around the house without complaining. We, of course would come home and say, "Gee, it was too much work being a human again but so and so is in such great shape. As much as I enjoyed the company, I just couldn't wait till it was over so I could go back to being myself and be with you honey" (oh Pleeeze). On second thought, let the girls have a night out with the Chippendales. It'll drive them nuts!!! and then they have to come back to us. We, on the other hand, have two very attractive alternatives. Go to the nearest sports bar and watch some sort of sporting or extreme sporting event on the 24hr 24" big screen all sports channel while we drink and do other manly things (like see how many pretzels we can stuff up our noses). Or better yet, pay a $10 cover charge and take a mortgage out to buy drinks at the local "Gentleman's Club" where you can watch women old enough or young enough to be your daughter (heaven forbid if your daughter is actually working there) driving the false ID underage preppies crazy at the edge of the stage with their licking of dollar bills to their foreheads. This, of course is in between their mad rush to the bathroom to puke on their shoes. When the evening is over you at least leave with your fantasies. Oh perchance to dream!!! Wait a second. Whatta gimmick. Guys night out should coincide with Ladies night out and get a babysitter to watch the kids. Imagine what will happen at the end of the evening. Picture this: Momma comes home, puts on her nightie (you know, that flannel jobber that starts 2 feet below the ankles and ends 1 foot above her head), looks over at the pathetic drunk trying to figure out how the pants come off over the shoes, turns out the light, and then decides how much starch she is going to put into the bastard's underwear tomorrow. Poppa comes home, feeling fine, tries to impress Momma with his wit and charm, proceeds to tell how fine she looks, falls over trying to untie his shoes, pulls his pants off over his head, goes to the bathroom and forgets why he went there in the first place, takes a swig of his aftershave, gets into bed, and then proceeds to yes, pass out. A good time had by all. How many more until we reach our goal??? Andrew BTW-The above story was modified ever so slightly. It appears I have discovered a trick that no one ever shared with me: How to change a post more than 15 minutes old. Now I get it guys and will keep the secret.