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Array ( [sid] => 850 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Plan “B” [time] => 2002-07-21 08:26:51 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I think I am a regular guy
A simple kind of man
But one thing sets me apart form others
That's I always have a back up plan.

For you my first plan failed.
It failed quite miserably
But now I have another plan
This one is called plan “B”.

This plan only needs three things to work
The first thing being time
The second thing is just to be your friend
The third you losing your mind.

Some how I must remain alive
For forty or fifty years
To eat right, keep fit with exercise
And out live all my peers.

Next is be a friend to you
The best that I can be
By giving you space when you need it
And being there, when you need me.

Then in many years to come
When we have lived out the best part of our lives
You have either divorced or out lived all of your husbands
And I've buried all of my wives.

The time will come
And we'll end up in some old aged institution
We'll have to taking medication
Just to maintain our constitution.

At this time perhaps
You might find you suffer an affliction
Caused either from old aged senility
Or a medicated condition.

Then one day, it's possible
Your standards they might slip
Though I'd imagine it would around the time
You receive a plastic hip.

You might see me and think to your self
You know that old guy Bill, Gill or Phill
He's really not such a bad sort of chap
I might give the old fart a frill.

Then on that day you'll tell me
Of the decision you did reach
Then I'll be so exited
That my colostomy bag will breach..

Well that's Plan "B" I hope it works
I say with much trepidation
Because Plan "C" involves Necrophilia
And Plan "D" Re-Incarnation.
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Plan “B”

Contributed by Phill on Sunday, 21st July 2002 @ 08:26:51 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

I think I am a regular guy
A simple kind of man
But one thing sets me apart form others
That's I always have a back up plan.

For you my first plan failed.
It failed quite miserably
But now I have another plan
This one is called plan “B”.

This plan only needs three things to work
The first thing being time
The second thing is just to be your friend
The third you losing your mind.

Some how I must remain alive
For forty or fifty years
To eat right, keep fit with exercise
And out live all my peers.

Next is be a friend to you
The best that I can be
By giving you space when you need it
And being there, when you need me.

Then in many years to come
When we have lived out the best part of our lives
You have either divorced or out lived all of your husbands
And I've buried all of my wives.

The time will come
And we'll end up in some old aged institution
We'll have to taking medication
Just to maintain our constitution.

At this time perhaps
You might find you suffer an affliction
Caused either from old aged senility
Or a medicated condition.

Then one day, it's possible
Your standards they might slip
Though I'd imagine it would around the time
You receive a plastic hip.

You might see me and think to your self
You know that old guy Bill, Gill or Phill
He's really not such a bad sort of chap
I might give the old fart a frill.

Then on that day you'll tell me
Of the decision you did reach
Then I'll be so exited
That my colostomy bag will breach..

Well that's Plan "B" I hope it works
I say with much trepidation
Because Plan "C" involves Necrophilia
And Plan "D" Re-Incarnation.

Copyright Â© Phill ... [ 2002-07-21 08:26:51]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Plan “B” (User Rating: 1 )
by Sherry_Gail_Heim on Sunday, 21st July 2002 @ 09:04:11 AM AEST
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Funny, Phil. Always good to have a backup plan but geezzz you are relentless..**smile** Maybe she will have a change of heart sooner so you will actually remember that you did indeed have a plan. If not, probably anyone will do since your eyesight will be so bad, everyone will look the same.
Take care,
Sherry

Re: Plan “B” (User Rating: 1 )
by Phill on Sunday, 28th July 2002 @ 08:57:48 AM AEST
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Yes failing eyesight and advancing dementia may be just what I need to get over this woman and to find another. But I suspect that both the failing eyesight and the dementia may required for anyone to have sex past 70.... wrinkly sex.... Ewwwwww

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