<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4523969456689434991</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:01:58.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of Craigslist</title><subtitle type='html'>www.alcoholichumor.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcohol-humor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4523969456689434991/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcohol-humor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4523969456689434991.post-240501382493212172</id><published>2009-03-03T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:39:43.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of Craigslist-No Sex Tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_afp_jSTTvBQ/Sa4iJKogqNI/AAAAAAAAAQk/P1ktv6xivoI/s1600-h/no-sex-sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309218551584827602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_afp_jSTTvBQ/Sa4iJKogqNI/AAAAAAAAAQk/P1ktv6xivoI/s400/no-sex-sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;email this posting to a friend best of craigslist &gt; SF bay area &gt; NO SEX TONIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;Posted: Fri, 18 Feb 09:18 PST&lt;br /&gt;NO SEX TONIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Date: 2005-02-18, 9:18AM PST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never quite figured out why the sexual urge of men and women differ so&lt;br /&gt;much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. I have&lt;br /&gt;never figured out why men think with their head and women with their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR EXAMPLE: One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into&lt;br /&gt;bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says "I don't feel&lt;br /&gt;like it, I just want you to hold me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said "WHAT??!! What was that?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to hear...&lt;br /&gt;"You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me&lt;br /&gt;to satisfy your physical needs as a man." She responded to my puzzled look&lt;br /&gt;by saying, "Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in&lt;br /&gt;the bedroom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with&lt;br /&gt;her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big&lt;br /&gt;unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on&lt;br /&gt;several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one to&lt;br /&gt;take so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to&lt;br /&gt;compliment her new clothes, so I said lets get a pair for each outfit. We&lt;br /&gt;went onto the jewelry department where she picked out a pair of diamond&lt;br /&gt;earrings. Let me tell you...she was so excited. She must have thought I was&lt;br /&gt;one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me because&lt;br /&gt;she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how to play&lt;br /&gt;tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I said, "That's fine, honey."&lt;br /&gt;She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling with excited anticipation she finally said, "I think this is all&lt;br /&gt;dear, let's go to the cashier."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, "No honey, I don't feel&lt;br /&gt;like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then said "honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while. You're&lt;br /&gt;just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy&lt;br /&gt;your shopping needs as a woman." And just when she had this look like she&lt;br /&gt;was going to kill me, I added, "Why can't you just love me for who I am and&lt;br /&gt;not for the things I buy you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PostingID: 60286784&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2009 craigslist, inc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4523969456689434991-240501382493212172?l=alcohol-humor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alcohol-humor.blogspot.com/feeds/240501382493212172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alcohol-humor.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-of-craigslist-no-sex-tonight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4523969456689434991/posts/default/240501382493212172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4523969456689434991/posts/default/240501382493212172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alcohol-humor.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-of-craigslist-no-sex-tonight.html' title='Best of Craigslist-No Sex Tonight!'/><author><name>Tom</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_afp_jSTTvBQ/Sa4iJKogqNI/AAAAAAAAAQk/P1ktv6xivoI/s72-c/no-sex-sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
