Last spring, I met a young lady through a matchmaking (online) service... attractive, intelligent, and lived literally right across the street from me. She has a kid who is not on Ritalin or Luvox, and doesn't need to be.
I was very quiet about being a gun owner at the time, so I didn't bring the subject up when we met offline. Neither did she.
We went out a few times, but before we could get serious, she went back home to Oregon. Sigh.
We still keep in touch via email and ICQ. As we've conversed, I've discovered some other facets about her:
--She's (L/l)ibertarian, and
--Her dad is a Class III dealer.
Dammit!
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You can't get something for nothing,
You can't have freedom for free.
--Neil Peart
I was very quiet about being a gun owner at the time, so I didn't bring the subject up when we met offline. Neither did she.
We went out a few times, but before we could get serious, she went back home to Oregon. Sigh.
We still keep in touch via email and ICQ. As we've conversed, I've discovered some other facets about her:
--She's (L/l)ibertarian, and
--Her dad is a Class III dealer.
Dammit!
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You can't get something for nothing,
You can't have freedom for free.
--Neil Peart