h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I had been going out with a girl (in a strange kind of 'are we?'/'aren't we?' relationship) for a few weeks. We then went to a party, and towards the end just started snogging on the sofa. It was a bit strange because there were other people around, but it was quite dark, and they were all half gone anyway. The kiss itself was pretty uneventful, and a lot more straightforward than I expected. The only slight reservation was that we both tasted rather yuckily of vodka jelly...

Continuing on from this we met up to watch a video. About quarter of an hour into the film, which was crap (perhaps deliberately - she chose it), we started snogging again, and DIDN'T STOP TILL THE FILM WAS FINISHED. - Which was far too long, but I don't think either of us knew how to stop. I must admit I got bored about halfway through (when my mouth started to dry up), and there was a period when I had to tell her to stop sucking my tongue so hard (I was frightened of losing it). It hurt for quite a while afterwards.

We went out for sixth months. Then she dumped me. The most annoying thing about that was that she dumped me for someone with the same name as me, which was confusing as hell for everyone afterwards.

Hey, why has no-one read/commented on my sorry little tale?

Maybe they have, but you just haven't noticed.

Frankly (haha! Frank-ly.) I'm surprised there was another person called "Frankie" in your area, as you're the only Frankie I've (knowingly) come accross.

Well he's called Franco, but we're both often known as Frank.

I bet you two get into all sorts of hilarious situations, like when someone calls "hey, Frank!" and you both turn round and say "yes?". Hahahahaha! That would make a wonderful basis for a television sitcom. It could be called Two Frank Guys.

I tend to avoid him, so it's more of a problem when someone says to her 'oh what's happening between you and frank?'...

Or they could do a theater play about it. The Importance Of Being Frank.

Ver funny...

frankly my dear, i dont give a damn

Ahh a NEW FRESH play from our little crazy playwright friend... Uh-oh I forgot his name... DAMN and BLAST!

Oscar?

The grouch? Oh thank you Oscar Wilde Of CORSE!!! How could I forget I was in one of his plays... damn I will go now...

Has anyone kissed Oscar the Grouch?

I believe I have, not the actual one mind you, my stuffed oscar!

Kissing the real one would count as a celebrity... Hmmm...

Has anyone kissed a celeb?

I have!!!

Who! Do tell!!!!!

Ok not many people know it but Ben Stiens lives in our town... Ok so I didnt kiss him but he was at the Library one day, He is REALLY cool, his son was in my brothers circle of friends, and one day he went to the library with his son. I was sitting there reading, I remembered that I had my Mad Magazine I kept just in case I ran into him or Arnold Swartzineger, who also has a house in our area, but I had left my camera at home... DAMN!!! Oh well no free three year subscription! Anyway, my mom was checking out a book and Mr Stine was next to her at the counter, his son asked if he could check out a mad, and Mr Stines said no! OH the humility... My mom then talked to Mr. Stines about how I liked Mad magazine also... OH FOR SHAME... NO HELP!!! That was the weirdest day of my life... My mom makeing small talk (as she does with everyone) With Ben Stines! Oh well... I guess if I am lucky I will get the picture some day...

I wonder if he liked being treated like he was just some person who this clueless lady started talking to...

I think he probably would have found it a change at least.

Does Minnie Mouse count as famous? She played with my hair! I think I pulled her bodyguard though. There you are, my claim to fame.

LOL... very funny... how did you get into cartoon land?