tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823354.post7951609686914768676..comments2023-10-09T09:36:41.461-05:00Comments on Wiping The Crazy Off My Face: 1980s Prom = Virginity LostSherrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03403709569483341570noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823354.post-46308901746987739552010-04-16T23:21:27.771-05:002010-04-16T23:21:27.771-05:00LOL--at least you were in a Chevette and not the A...LOL--at least you were in a Chevette and not the AMC PACER...<br /><br />Prom? You managed PROM night first--don't even ask. I had the engagement ring at 16 way b4 prom. When to his prom, my prom, then I promptly dumped him upon graduation. Bless his little heart, he has ZIPPO idea how LUCKY he was to escape. I rode him like a bad mule, and he took every bit of punishment I ever gave him, and was grateful. He was a sweet boy, I couldn't respect him, much less marry him. And I was the one who pushed the sex issue, having the pill and all that to find out... um, well, that's NOT doin' it right.<br /><br />Dumb girl me, he was a virgin too! What did I expect?<br /><br />So, you've got a few notches up on me girl. I just didn't marry that one. Married the second one though. I did actually listen to my mom, sage that she was...NEVER buy a pig in a poke.Tidewaterboundhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12649208535259888276noreply@blogger.com