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.
Thursday
When my boyfriend asked me to dance in the sprinklers, on a golf course, under the stars... he spun me into a deep dip and whispered into my ear that he loved me. Right there. Sealed the Deal. (PGA West Girl, Los Angeles, 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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