Valentine Story

2000 was 50 years ago?

[quote]2000 was 50 years ago?

R1 is supposed to be cunty, not incredibly fucking stupid.

R2 Are you bad at English or math? Or both?

This is cigarette advertising.

God I hate cigarettes

Is there a part 2?

This EST is missing the elaborate part. 2/10

Damn, I thought Mark was going to be dead.

Which one of you farted?

^ The rightful r1.

Sounds like a bad cigarette commercial from when advertising them was still legal.

It’s Valentine’s Day. Time to shove my fingers up my asshole!

I have many stories from our first year together. All in a blog I wrote 10 yrs ago. Not an EST and I can prove it, but won’t waste my time. We were 20 and moved from the Midwest to SF in 1972.

Was it like McMillan & Wife?

Actually, it was a wonderful adventure. The Castro was still Visitation Valley and Polk St. was where the action was.

You’ve come a long way, baby.

The brand of cigarettes was spelled "Tareyton."

I don't know if that means this is an EST or not.

What the hell is Terrytons? Do you mean Tareyton?

And then Dionne W came in and snatched them away and cancelled her concert due to a bomb threat. The End.

Did you toss your hat in the air like Mary?

I don't get it. Would someone explain?

R18…Actually, Tareyton 100s, so sue me!

Later Mark woke up. I said to him, "Did you hear what I said to you earlier?" Mark opened his mouth to answer but all he could do was cough and cough from all those cigarettes. As he continued to cough, his smoky breath hit my face. "Mmmmmm" I thought. "There is literally nothing on this planet that is sexier than cigarette breath." When Mark finally stopped coughing and was fully awake, he said to me "Did you really mean it?". I looked at him tenderly and opened my mouth to respond, but all I could do was hack up half a lung in a coughing fit from all the cigarettes I had smoked that day. "Mmmm", he said to me. "Baby, I don't know what [cough cough] you're about to tell me, but [cough cough] I can totally smell your sexy cigarette breath [cough cough] blasting in my face." We stopped trying to talk and started to kiss, but all we ended up doing was coughing into each other's mouths. "Mmmm", we both tried to say. "Sexy cigarette breath!" Then I kissed his hand. "Mmmm!" I said to him. "Your fingers reek of cigarettes!" Then we coughed and fucked and coughed and fucked.

[quote]R2 Are you bad at English or math? Or both?

Explain how I'm wrong, moron.

R23…very clever. Time well spent. We both quit smoking shortly thereafter.

Around 50 years ago on Valentine’s Day, Oliver bought Jenny cigarettes as a gift.

And then, she died.

Was this your wedding song?

R2…1972 was 50 yrs ago. I have been posting on DL since 2000. Does that clear it up?

[quote]R2…1972 was 50 yrs ago. I have been posting on DL since 2000. Does that clear it up?

I think you meant to address that to the moron at R1.

Not sure why that was confusing to anyone with reading comprehension skills…

R29…my apologies. You are correct.

Don’t leave us hanging Joe. Are you and Mark still together?

Yes. Happily!

The story needs a strong hint about Mark's response. Otherwise it just stops. We would also like to know if he enjoyed the cigarettes, whether he loved the author or not. I mean we can sort of figure out they became a couple but its not at all clear.

It feels like the story just suddenly ended. What happened next? Are you trying to do a "cliffhanger" OP? Will this delightful story continue tomorrow afternoon? Maybe it should be a soap called "As the Cigarette Burns".

That’s wonderful, Joe.

May the two of you celebrate many more years together.

I was half expecting a set of hair combs and a watch fob.

OP, I love this, and that you're still together!

And the song choice isn't snide, your story just made me think of it. Happy Valentine's Day!

Shall I post more? I have more than a hundred. All are short.

Would have worked better as a Folger's ad.

[quote]Shall I post more? I have more than a hundred. All are short.

Dear God in Heaven, NO!

Let me get a mug of Folgers ready to cradle, then post more.

I would never smoke. Apparently it makes your semen bitter.

[quote]Shall I post more? I have more than a hundred. All are short.

Thanks, Joe, but we have sufficient.

R19 the bomb threat worked. Dionne left the area. That was their plan.

R37? That's the best laugh I've had all day!

I'd propose marriage, but I'm a lesbian.

On second thought, Joe, You might try submitting to the New York Times for inclusion in their Tiny Love Stories series (short tales of 100 words or less).

Good luck; make us proud.

I might flash my pubic hair

This thread is like DL’s days of yore.

U-Haul or Budget, R46?😘

What a lovely Valentines Day memory. Now die in a grease fire.

In 1972 just about everyone I met smoked and drank a lot. Bars were so full of smoke your eyes would sting. That’s the way it was in midwestern gay bars. Filthy habit.

Joe, rewrite the story so it has the appropriate mysterious ending but also sense of complete anecdote.

R28. My question whether you were bad at math or English was rhetorical I assumed it was just badly written.

Yesterday. I’m apologising now for going over your head. I have been amuses since midday by your sentence by sentence shifts across decades.

Joe @ r15, I think you meant to say that The Castro was still part of The Mission, not Vis. Valley.

Do you still live in the Bay Area? Where did you and Mark end up living?

This is a wonderful story. Sadly, my partner and I still smoke cigarettes.

Thank you, Joe! I’ve been hoping you’d share your blog. Were both you and Mark dancers? Much love coming your way.

Joe, please share some stories of your career in the dance world.

Joe has left the building.

[quote]I have many stories from our first year together. All in a blog I wrote 10 yrs ago.

I would say get a bog, but OP did and still felt the need to post here.