We had been talking online for a few weeks. She was awesome. Really got to know one another. Then I met her in person. It killed the deal.
Monday
For two weeks we met up, partied, had wild sex. It was awesome. Until she crashed at my place one night, and I woke up sober, and saw her without the beer goggles. Ugh. It killed the deal. (ISTD member; Sherman Oaks, CA)
There comes a moment in most, if not every relationship, however short lived or exasperatingly long, where you find yourself thinking one of two things; 1) "That's it, this guy/girl is the one!" Or, more often that not 2) "Get this f-ing freak out of my life!" We call these moments either "Deal Sealers" or "Deal Killers". Recent events (a proposal, a strap on, a sex starved texter, and a cheating wh*re) have lead a group of friends to post ours, yours, and everyone in between's moments in which "It Sealed the Deal".
6/5/09 -- Somebody just sent me a photo of what it was about her bf that sealed the deal. Unfortuntaely, I don't think blogger will allow me to put up pictures of giant shlongs. Thanks for contributing though lady. Even though my eyes are scarred for life.
6/3/09 -- Where did everyone go? Add us on facebook. Search for "It Sealed the Deal".
6/1/09 -- Site just created today. This is fun. Some pretty good deal sealers/killers. Keep em coming. It makes us feel normal.
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