A hunky neighbor just opened a jar of pickles for me

stick a pickle up yo butt

He felt sorry for you weakling.

And that wink meant: not gonna happen.

Did you pass out on your fainting couch after, OP?

These pointless threads by “grandmarnier” usually say “I’m drinking a fine wine, jealous bitches?”

My suspicion is grandmarnier is a Defacto sock. It allows Defacto to post more garbage but isn’t provocative enough to get the account shut down.

Methinks OP's MARNIER ain't so GRAND (you dope sick idiot. Why don't you go play in traffic and leave this to the big boys and gurls?).

R5 I'm a recovering alcoholic. I wouldn't drink wine.

Stupid thread

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Did he open it by cracking it over your head? I would have...

It only counts if he actually showed you his pickle.

You’ll know he’s sweet on you if he starts calling you Pickles.

As long as his pickle is not a gherkin.

Perhaps some pickle juice splattered into his eye?

R7, I don't believe you're recovering.

Did you then drop a pickle and do the bend and snap?

Works every time.

OP - What was your lesbian neighbor's name? Did she also install track lighting while she was at it?

OP, his wink only suggested this parting shot: "I guess it just takes a real man, Ma'am." I don't think anyone is jealous of that.

Well… my neighbor just fucked me.

You really do need to take care of those cataracts, dear. That was your butch lesbian neighbor in the nursing home. She has a tic in her right eye. And those weren’t pickles, they were suppositories.

R15 IDGAF, sweetie.

R18 Speak for yourself.

R21, that’s exactly why I don’t believe you’re recovering. Seek help.

[quote] “I’m drinking a fine wine, jealous bitches?"

here is the "fine" wine she was drinking!

I was always a liquor/beer drinker, not wine. But if I had wine, it'd be dry. I can't stand sweet wine.

Perhaps next you could hire him to "lift your luggage", if you catch my drift!

R19 lives next door to a kennel.