Foo - Okay here we go.

Based on the thread "Do love stories like this ever happen ?", let's hear Fooster's real love stories. Let's hear the sappy stuff, the kind that makes us all go "awwwwwwwwwww........:love:". And none of that made up stuff, Jsharr.

I....

No....please only post made up stuff....and only if its really sexy and dirty (enough to get you banned).

nope, never had a true love, thank you very much. :p

I....


nope, never had a true love, thank you very much. :p

Do I see the start of a new sappy love story? :innocent:

You guys are jacked up.

UA post your love story or I WILL. :notamused:

You guys are jacked up. I think you are missing some verbs or nouns in the middle of your story. ;)

What did jack do? Up what?

You guys are jacked up.

UA post your love story or I WILL. :notamused:

:eek:

I....

Shhhh...

UA post your love story or I WILL. :notamused:

:notamused: Shhhh.....

:eek:


WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hold on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Have to get my popcorn!

No....please only post made up stuff....and only if its really sexy and dirty (enough to get you banned).

this one time at band camp, chipcom showed me how to do all these 'tricks' with ** body part.

I do not have any magic fall in love moments, but I like to think my proposal was pretty unique.

When I met my wife, I was pretty heavily involved in sail boat racing. Crewed for a couple of different boat owners. One of our first dates was on a race boat. She took to it quite well and we ended up sailing together on two different boats on a very regular basis.

When I decided to ask her to marry me, I wanted it to be with our sailing friends, so I decided to have my proposal put on a spinnaker. I got one guy to donate on old solid white spinnaker. I had a friend at a sail loft cut out the letters from red sticky back nylon to stick to the sail. My roommate and my brother helped me lay out the sail and get the letters on it just right.

I planned my proposal to occur at a big charity regatta where most of our friends would be in attendance. My parents where there, as were hers, riding on a boat in the spectator fleet.

As we sailed back into the marina after the day's racing, the boat owner, who was in on the plan, suggested that we try a "new spinnaker" before we but the boat away. We tied on the new sail still in the bag and hoisted it to the head of the mast. My wife to be was our spinnaker trimmer and as the sail filled she realized what it said and just sat down on the deck of the boat in shock.

Horns began to blow from boats in the spectator fleet and we sailed into the marina with that sail flying. It was a very cool day.

BTW, she said yes.

Aww.........and Siu was worried about jsharr's post;)

Very sweet. And now I know why I've sometimes felt a sharp cutting sensation in my jib.

BTW, she said yes.To what?

Very sweet. And now I know why I've sometimes felt a sharp cutting sensation in my jib.Move your keys...

To what?

the champagne that I had waiting dock side.

the apple cider fake champagne that I had waiting dock side.cheap baztaard'd it for you.

I have no stories.

jsharr's one makes up for my none.

That's pretty cool, Jsharr. IF that was real. Got pics of the sail? I'd ask for pics of the actual event but I don't want to put you in an awkward position.

OK, I'm back - got my popcorn!

What did I miss?

http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/6241/nsnddesi714jx.jpg

Signed

Goat


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Based on the thread "Do love stories like this ever happen ?", let's hear Fooster's real love stories. Let's hear the sappy stuff, the kind that makes us all go "awwwwwwwwwww........:love:". And none of that made up stuff, Jsharr.

Reader's Digest Version.

I'm at work and an inmate walks up to show me a picture of his girlfriend. She's gorgeous. Same night she is there to see him for a visit. My post, I'm in charge.

They are sitting at a table, I see her crying so I bring Kleenex. She smiles, later he gives me some lame excuse as to why she was crying. I clock out, go to my car to go home for the night. There she is asleep in her car with no place to turn for help.

I take her home. She changes into something more comfortable and my blood pressure triples. (She is beautiful, looks like a very young Grace Kelly)

She spend the next three days, two nights at the house and the terriers fall in love with her. (She passes the Airwick test)

We become good friends but she wants more. We discuss her future and it looks like I have a pretty houseguest for at least the next month.

She gets a phonecall the third night.

Just like that it was over.

She writes me a week or so later and tells me how much she misses us. My heart tells me to go get her but my head knows she is too young and impetuous. So I don't.

Almost six months later but her fragrance still lingers in the house.

:notamused: Shhhh.....

he he he...:p

http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/6241/nsnddesi714jx.jpg

Signed

Goat


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Oooh you have a story to tell us about you and Pgoat?? :) Or just you and a .....goat.....:twitchy:

My proposal was interesting.

We took a trip to the Bahamas. Chose a less popular island for privacy. Went right after a major Hurricane decimated the place, so the newly built tourist facilities were abandoned. In fact, between us, the B&B owner and staff and local businesses and residences, we may have counted about 25 people the whole week we were there.

Every day we walked about a mile down isolated palm tree lined roads to the perfect pink sand and azure water beach, accompanied only by a cute stray dog who would run and play in the water with us. This went on every day; we had the entire beach to ourselves and it was heavenly. I decided to pop the question on the last day.

When the big day finally came, I had it all down. Ring hidden in beach towel while walking to the beach, transferred discreetly to my shoe holding the towel corner down once we got there. No one in sight, romantic frolics in the water. So far so good.

When I finally went for it it was kinda like Ellen declaring her orientation into the airport mic. After 4 days of absolute tropical isolation, during perhaps the most important moment of my life, as I was asking "will you marry me?" a person dressed like the textbook stereotypical awful 60-something tourist walked slowly by, about 10 feet from us, on a huge beach (we were sitting about 1/2 mile from the water, not like they had no room to pass:()...wearing a pith helmet, sunglasses and madras shirt.:eek:

She said yes. We had a pretty good laugh. And never saw another soul after that on the beach.:lol:

That's pretty cool, Jsharr. IF that was real. Got pics of the sail? I'd ask for pics of the actual event but I don't want to put you in an awkward position.

I do not have any digital images. I have a coffee mug with a picture of the boat on it, as well as a hand painted box with the boat on the top. The sail sits in the corner of our closet to this day and it was hanging at the reception.

http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/6241/nsnddesi714jx.jpg

Signed

Goat


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Thanks for posting that for me:thumb:

Hey, you did not like my pith helmet? It even has a fan on it to keep me cool.

http://www.thedailygreen.com/cm/thedailygreen/images/solar-helmet-lg.jpg



BTW, I was just getting close to see if the hot lady on the beach was really with a goat. From a distance, you looked like a large stray dog with a pot belly.

I do not have any digital images. I have a coffee mug with a picture of the boat on it, as well as a hand painted box with the boat on the top. The sail sits in the corner of our closet to this day and it was hanging at the reception.

How about a pic of the mug then? That story is hella sweet. :love:

Hey, you did not like my pith helmet? It even has a fan in it to keep me cool.
I liked it fine. My wife is pissed at you for not warning her about me, tho.

How about a pic of the mug then? That story is hella sweet. :love:

I will try to take one and post it tonight.

:)

Not really magic. My wife and I were friends in elementary school and high school. After high school we went to different colleges. Once we were about 1000 miles apart we started a long distance relationship and got married after college.

Oooh you have a story to tell us about you and Pgoat?? :) Or just you and a .....goat.....:twitchy:

what happens on the NY foo get together stays on the NY foo get together:innocent:

But I wasn't the one with the tshirt that was all wet...:p

Reader's Digest Version.

I'm at work and an inmate walks up to show me a picture of his girlfriend. She's gorgeous. Same night she is there to see him for a visit. My post, I'm in charge.

They are sitting at a table, I see her crying so I bring Kleenex. She smiles, later he gives me some lame excuse as to why she was crying. I clock out, go to my car to go home for the night. There she is asleep in her car with no place to turn for help.

I take her home. She changes into something more comfortable and my blood pressure triples. (She is beautiful, looks like a very young Grace Kelly)

She spend the next three days, two nights at the house and the terriers fall in love with her. (She passes the Airwick test)

We become good friends but she wants more. We discuss her future and it looks like I have a pretty houseguest for at least the next month.

She gets a phonecall the third night.

Just like that it was over.

She writes me a week or so later and tells me how much she misses us. My heart tells me to go get her but my head knows she is too young and impetuous. So I don't.

Almost six months later but her fragrance still lingers in the house.

Should have fought for her. :thumb:

Listen to Dire Straits Romeo and Juliet. that is what I am living now. we are back to
the handholding stage and have met just once (last weekend) in 23 years. and we
are gonna have a second date.

to put this in other terms. I haven't slept much for 12 days, I have dropped 7 lbs because
I am not eating, I just recently stopped crying in my pillow half the night from happiness I have
that we are reconnecting...she was the love of my life and I always wondered...and never forgot.

now the dream is real....I am sobbing as I write this....

Love story eh?

Twas a rainy day in the city. There were thunder clouds in every direction and the lightning show was intense. So, what's a college aged kid to do? The liquor cabinet was full and the fridge had tons of fresh fruit. Hunch Punch and a party! So....that's what we did. Started drinking around 4:00. By 7:00 most of us were pretty ripped. That's when the doorbell rang. One of the frat brothers had invited a friend over and asked her to bring her friend. I hit it off great with the friend. Not even close with the friend of friend, who was quite attractive btw. Too make a long story short (and to stick with what I remember of the evening), I ended up going home with the friend that night. Woke up the next day having no clue where I was. :eek:
4 months later I ask the friend of friend if she wants to go somewhere and study for finals. She says ok. Friendship leads to long term relationship. Been married 20 years now.

Listen to Dire Straits Romeo and Juliet. that is what I am living now. we are back to
the handholding stage and have met just once (last weekend) in 23 years. and we
are gonna have a second date.

to put this in other terms. I haven't slept much for 12 days, I have dropped 7 lbs because
I am not eating, I just recently stopped crying in my pillow half the night from happiness I have
that we are reconnecting...she was the love of my life and I always wondered...and never forgot.

now the dream is real....I am sobbing as I write this....
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Should have fought for her. :thumb:

Nope. Instead, came back to Bike Forums only to be teased mercilessly by you.

Meh. I don't go for guys who take the gfs of inmates and shacks up with them. Or meant to. :twitchy: Not quite my cup of tea. :lol:

Not a fair characterization of her, me, or the situation.

We all could use a little help from time to time.



Meh. Don't go for guys who take the gfs of inmates and shacks up with them. Or meant to. :twitchy: Not quite my cup of tea.

You have quite a few might fine adventures don't you, Airwick? :lol: Lucky you! :D

Based on the thread "Do love stories like this ever happen ?", let's hear Fooster's real love stories. Let's hear the sappy stuff, the kind that makes us all go "awwwwwwwwwww........:love:". And none of that made up stuff, Jsharr.

Didn't you do this already?

Listen to Dire Straits Romeo and Juliet. that is what I am living now. we are back to
the handholding stage and have met just once (last weekend) in 23 years. and we
are gonna have a second date.

to put this in other terms. I haven't slept much for 12 days, I have dropped 7 lbs because
I am not eating, I just recently stopped crying in my pillow half the night from happiness I have
that we are reconnecting...she was the love of my life and I always wondered...and never forgot.

now the dream is real....I am sobbing as I write this....

Wow. That's blessed, man. What separated you two apart?

Didn't you do this already?

Might have. I dunno. Search it.

Not a big deal; I just remember a thread like this from a while back that you started. Search engine is no good, so let bygones be bygones :)

I only remember because I already posted my last love story on there...

Oh if I did then we can close this. I didn't think I did. Unless it was something close...

I would definitely have to find it, but that search engine is seriously messed...

Wow. That's blessed, man. What separated you two apart?

after 3 years of us together...her Dad thought I wasn't material for his girl.

it wasn't her idea to break up.