Sethbag wrote:I guess someone had a cold sore when they licked that cupcake...
Nehor, I hope you find your dream girl someday, before it's too late and you're too old and all the Mormon ladies left your age are all "sweet spirits". I won't knock your sense of loyalty and duty to marry a church girl, but it will be sad if it never ends up working out. Maybe you should just get it over with, hold your nose, and move back to Utah for a while.
That is balderdash, Sethbag. There are lots of LDS women who aren't married, and wouldn't qualify as "sweet spirits" either. I ought to know; my daughter is one of them. I don't know much about Nehor, so I can't tell if she would appeal to him, or he to her, but to call her a "sweet spirit" (implying she was somehow unacceptable or ugly) is just downright foolish. She's a purple cabbage, but that's not bad, as cabbages go.
Sethbag wrote:I guess someone had a cold sore when they licked that cupcake...
Nehor, I hope you find your dream girl someday, before it's too late and you're too old and all the Mormon ladies left your age are all "sweet spirits". I won't knock your sense of loyalty and duty to marry a church girl, but it will be sad if it never ends up working out. Maybe you should just get it over with, hold your nose, and move back to Utah for a while.
By backup plan (if I reach 31) is to go visit England again. :)
"Surely he knows that DCP, The Nehor, Lamanite, and other key apologists..." -Scratch clarifying my status in apologetics "I admit it; I'm a petty, petty man." -Some Schmo
Why don't you get to know any girl, get to know her, forget about her religion and THEN decide if shes a potential wife?
Your life will change for the better. No pointless standards to worry about, no ugly ass garmies and best of all she wont be frigid in bed.
I went over to my Punk Rocker friends house after I got home from my mission, and he had his girlfriend over, and one of her friends, so we all went out to eat. The friend was relaly nice looking and we got along well. So after we get back and the girls leave, he asked what I thought, and I said I thought she was nice, and very attractive. So he says:
"Thatd be great if you two got together, then our girlfriends would already be friends. And after her STD clears up, You two could get it on too". : l
Well, there wasn't a second date.
Understandable, but maybe you needed to find a better group of people, ones that were not safe nor educated concerning proper sexual conduct.
I'm sorry gaz but don't judge others by your limited experience with nappy headed...well, you know.
And crawling on the planet's face Some insects called the human race Lost in time And lost in space...and meaning
Sethbag wrote:I guess someone had a cold sore when they licked that cupcake...
Nehor, I hope you find your dream girl someday, before it's too late and you're too old and all the Mormon ladies left your age are all "sweet spirits". I won't knock your sense of loyalty and duty to marry a church girl, but it will be sad if it never ends up working out. Maybe you should just get it over with, hold your nose, and move back to Utah for a while.
That is balderdash, Sethbag. There are lots of LDS women who aren't married, and wouldn't qualify as "sweet spirits" either. I ought to know; my daughter is one of them. I don't know much about Nehor, so I can't tell if she would appeal to him, or he to her, but to call her a "sweet spirit" (implying she was somehow unacceptable or ugly) is just downright foolish. She's a purple cabbage, but that's not bad, as cabbages go.
I disagree. Divorcees, ok...maybee. But if at a certain age you are not married, the social stigma drowns the poor individuals left over after the bishop ulls them aside and tells them to either get married or start attending the older singles ward.
And crawling on the planet's face Some insects called the human race Lost in time And lost in space...and meaning
Sethbag wrote:The Nehor, perhaps you're just young enough not to have heard all the inspirational stories that glorify not leaving people alone, even when they ask for it. You know, like the story I've heard in various forms at various times in church where some bishop or stake president tells a story of a guy who'd been offended and left the church when he was young. You know, then there's the home teacher that goes and knocks on the guy's door every month for 30 years but the guy never lets him in. That doesn't stop the home teacher though, who keeps coming back every month. Finally the guy lets in the home teacher and ends up returning to the church. And then, the predictable punchline "and that man was me." If that kind of talk doesn't glorify not letting people go and leaving them alone, I don't know what does.
Interestingly, though, ever since the second meeting with my bishop a year or so ago, when he realized that my unbelief wasn't just me having been offended, or wanting to sin, or having been fooled into believe some untrue anti-mormon stuff he could correct me on, and he really had nothing to offer to counter my objections to the notion of the church being true, I haven't heard peep from him, his councilors, the EQ president, or anyone else. I guess they're just glad they still have my wife and daughter, and maybe they don't wish to rock the boat and risk me doing something more aggressive like actually having my name removed. It's interesting to me.
It's interesting to me as well. You'll have to keep us informed on how this plays out.
And when the confederates saw Jackson standing fearless as a stone wall the army of Northern Virginia took courage and drove the federal army off their land.
Mercury wrote:I disagree. Divorcees, ok...maybee. But if at a certain age you are not married, the social stigma drowns the poor individuals left over after the bishop ulls them aside and tells them to either get married or start attending the older singles ward.
I prefer to hope that the social stigma kills most of the survivors while the gems become greater. Of course I also like to think I'm one of them. I also run around the house in Superman Underwear trying to fly.
Hope springeth eternal.
"Surely he knows that DCP, The Nehor, Lamanite, and other key apologists..." -Scratch clarifying my status in apologetics "I admit it; I'm a petty, petty man." -Some Schmo
The Nehor wrote:I prefer to hope that the social stigma kills most of the survivors while the gems become greater. Of course I also like to think I'm one of them. I also run around the house in Superman Underwear trying to fly.
Hope springeth eternal.
Do you ever tie a towel around your neck and try to fly?
And crawling on the planet's face Some insects called the human race Lost in time And lost in space...and meaning
The Nehor wrote:I prefer to hope that the social stigma kills most of the survivors while the gems become greater. Of course I also like to think I'm one of them. I also run around the house in Superman Underwear trying to fly.
Hope springeth eternal.
Do you ever tie a towel around your neck and try to fly?
Is that the secret?
"Surely he knows that DCP, The Nehor, Lamanite, and other key apologists..." -Scratch clarifying my status in apologetics "I admit it; I'm a petty, petty man." -Some Schmo
No phone number though, so you'll have to use this:
The ultra high frequency it emits can only be heard by her, so she'll fly right to you!
I'll take her :)
I destroyed my grandfather's watch to emit the signal. Now I'm just waiting with the balcony door open.
"Surely he knows that DCP, The Nehor, Lamanite, and other key apologists..." -Scratch clarifying my status in apologetics "I admit it; I'm a petty, petty man." -Some Schmo
