Mex is going to kill you for your insolence.

Ahh but it's not about sex on the boat (which is a long shot really) it's about four drunk hotties on a lake swimming naked and getting drunk. A free show is still a free shot and the chances of getting laid, depending on the interaction on the lake, is high afterwards. The lucky guy might even get two in the sack. The situation was there, it was primed and the chance was still a chance. Younger, straight and single and a guy would be an idiot to pass this up. Older, dating and on the way to another location very soon does indeed hinder the opportunity. Mr Crinkle the former player in me sympathizes with you and offers he's deepest condolences.

I can agree with Morrolan and Kilroy. Most you would have gotten was a funny story to tell. Maybe you could have taken one of them home. However, my time living at a ski slope encountering tons of drunk women taught me this. Hammered chicks = lousy screws. Only do drunk girls when you're drunk, never when you're sober. Not only are they clumsy bum screws, they vomit a lot and you end up being a nurse maid most of the time and you have to drop them off early some place the next day. There is also all the emotional blubbering you have to listen to after they throw up or have some other self loathing realization. I think Crinkle you are better with a good steady girl friend and the fantasy of what could have been.

Somewhere in heaven an angel is crying.

I've never really understood the appeal of drunk women. Drunk people == annoying people. Drunk woman == complete turnoff.

I shed a tear for you, good sir.

Girls know when you're in a committed relationship; they can sense it. It must be a change in a guy's demeanor, I don't know. But prior to meeting my now-wife, it was a bit of a drought. After I stopped caring, she came along -- and wouldn't you know it, once she and I were going strong, girls were throwing themselves at me. I know, lots of people find that hard to believe... that, you know, at any time, girls *weren't* throwing themselves at me.

So anyway, yeah. It's Jeebus, Allah, whomever, playing sick jokes on monogamous men. I shake my fist at you, cruel woman god!

Straight from the Post a Picture Thread

My heart weeps for you, Mr. Crinkle.

Wait, that's not my heart.

Look, just give me your Man License. >(

Indeed, sir! They subconsciously detect the scent of another female on you, and must best her by claiming you for their own. This is the usual argument I apply when this sort of thing happens (well, this exact sort of thing is a once-in-a-lifetime thing, so let me instead say when things remotely of this same nature happen).

As to the discussions of whether I ultimately would have wound up laying any number of them, the quality of said lay (or layings), or the tradeoffs implicit in pursuing the lay(s)...they are irrelevant. The point here is, this needs to start occurring when I'm single. I feel it is the responsibility of the state to begin educating our young women on this critical matter.

This is probably because you only started wearing the "coconut bra" after you met your wife. That is what they couldn't resist!

As a reminder --

Do you enjoy crushing hopes and dreams?

I can also absolutely attest to this. I broke up with my last girlfriend around April. We were together for almost a year (thank god we decided to end it, we both just lived very different everyday lives... oh well) and I have to say I consider her one of the best looking women I have ever had a relationship with. But it was sooooo strange, no matter where we went I would always get the "stare down", "size up" or "did she just flirt with me?" from other women.

I mean it was so blatant that even my X noticed it and during our final parting mentioned I should have no issues finding a replacement.

Well, lets just say that since April things have been quite sparse... I need a good looking girl friend (preferably married so nothing would happen... I consider myself a rather decent fellow) to hang out with so I can get some action again.

humph!

PAR

Then again, the only thing you might've caught on that boat could've been....

crabs.

You have to get drunk too, then you don't mind. It looked like he was planning on it.

That said, any time I find myself thinking about missed opporunities, I remind myself that "all's well that ends well", and I'm quite happily married now. Maybe Crinkle ends up married to his current girlfriend, and this "opportunity", though tantalizing, will seem best untaken.