Eddies Monday night Mayhem June 23, 2003
Tara:
I too, am an old, fat, ambulance chasin, lawyer, longing for love who has had this sudden urge to reveal the real me. I love beer and it shows. Talk to me now before I sober up tommorow and put on my armour to face another day with my lies and deception.
The irony is that I have a gambling problem and no longer bet. Lost big bucks over my lifetime at casinos, with books and at the track (although my group won the pick 7 at the breeders cup at belmont in the mid-90's when Cigar won the Classic). Am I rambling?
You may not be a prom queen in looks, but like the good Doctor, your a prom queen in the heart. You seem like one hell of a nice person. After all, everyone who posts on this board, as well as everyone who does not, is just tryin to get by as well as they can in an extremely complicated world.
I'd love to meet you.
Ed
Excuse me, Tom (or Tommy if you prefer)
Miss Missy, Doctor, Esso:
Pay no more attention to this blubering idiot in Ohio. He's had too much to drink at Nicholsons and is revealing a side noone on the internet should see. I realize that now I have blown all chance with both Miss Missy and the sassy one as I am totally convinced that they both like bad boys.
Once you lose the image you can't get it back. I realize from now until eternity they both will realize that I am nothing but a sympathetic, half of a man, loser, who tried to be Mr. Macho and lost. This sensitive, soft, kinder, gentleman has no place with my softball playin ladies. They want grit under your nails, union, pipefitters, true to there school.
How can I erase these posts tomorrow? Or am I forever branded? My reputation is ruined. I must find a new screen name, and never, never, expose the real Eddie again.
Toddie (aka Sybil)

