Saturday, 21 November 2009

  • The Lovestory of Lovelyish and Mancouch

    Once upon a time in a city called Xanga, there was a lonely, princess like site named Lovelyish. Lovelyish was seen as beautiful as Aphrodite, but rarely has conversations that spanned celebrities and clothes. She loved gossiping, noticing fashion, and is often always self-conscious about her appearance and self-esteem. This was masked by the everyday look at celebrities.

    The only problem was she couldn't get a man. There was no one around to really satisfy her, or keep her company. While Datingish spoke of nice guys, friend zones, and sex, with their best friend Scandalish, Lovelyish tried different methods of skin care and beauty. Still she couldn't really attract the guy of her dreams.

    She wants a cute, intelligent, guy to shop with, to fantasize, to be her prince charming. She wanted the guy Datingish always talks of. And knowing us, we just couldn't satisfy Lovelyish's needs. Some of the men on there wasn't really attracted to her, and some of them was placed in the friend zone. Datingish tried to talk sense into her, but she kept this bright image of this perfect guy. And so, she remained all alone.

    Until, up came a pretty rugged, sometimes awkward but always truthful guy riding a tricked out bike. His name was Mancouch. When it came to sex, he didn't mind talking about it. When it came to women, boobs and booty, he didn't mind discussing with some dudes.

    Some people thought he was a jerk. Some people thought he was wimpy. And some thought he was seriously vacant. But men counted on him to be the one to sweep her off her feet, and carry her away like a roped up slave with a fetish for sadomasochism. He didn't mind going there with conversations. He didn't mind having himself a little fun. And he certainly didn't mind getting down and dirty with his peers, when the time came. His dirty talk of loving a woman's body parts made women either cringe or as juicy as the ripest plum. It's no wonder more women hung around him, with guys jealous and mad to have lost their alpha guy friend.

    It's safe to say, Lovelyish loved all of it.

    He did not like Disney music, Lady Gaga, heck, he didn't like any of the musicians, artists and divas that crossed radio. Lovelyish may as well have a separate car to play their radio. But it's okay. Afterward, your musical taste does not dictate the duration and lasting ability of their relationship.

    Some women who were friends of Lovelyish thought he was ugly. Some women there thought he was effeminate. And some just wanted to be around him, because he was the epitome of a real, curious guy. Plus, what other man was really planning to be the counterpart and the recipient of Lovelyish's red-bowed affection?

    To this day, Lovelyish AND Mancouch are both together and made it for a few years. Through thick and thin, they stuck by each other's side, and they lived happily ever after together...unless Datingish says otherwise.

    Did you like this fairytale? Who should Lovelyish fall in love with?

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