[NHB7]

Last night on TUF, Noah decided to give up his dream and mar his reputation for a woman. A woman who apparently had heard a possible rumor that perhaps he had cheated on her at one time. I promise you that weeping little Noah never cheated on her, even in his own mind. NOT EVEN WHEN HE MASTERBATES!

I wanted so much to bitch slap Noah and tell him what a walking vagina he is, but I've decided to take an understanding Mayberry Lounge approach to this incident.

Many Sherdoggers on here probably saw the episode and thought Noah was a pussy. I haven't even been to the TUF forum today, but I'm sure they have symbolically castrated him at this point. Nevertheless, some sherdoggers here would have done the same thing. I know because I have seen the posts here in Mayberry about guys who got broken hearts over girls that unlike Noah, they weren't even dating.

So before I say why I feel what Noah did was totally wrong, I will go ahead and confess to one of my own "Walking Vagina Moment." A moment in my life that I am greatful was not captured on TV for the nation to see. I ask that you be honest and confess one of your "Walking Vagina Moments" (although I doubt anyone will) and then feel free to express that you learned from it and you will never do it again. Without further a do:

Last night when I heard Dana say "Noah is going through what every guy goes through, only most guys go through it when the're 18" I immediately zapped into an old memory where in some ways I did exactly what Noah did. All through High School I had a goal. I wanted so badly to study abroad in England when I got to college (English poster's, you have a cool country so feel complimented). The plan was I would do it in my sophmore year. I didn't realize I was going to meet a girl in my Freshmen year that I was going to fall for like a ton of bricks. She was hot, funny, outgoing, sexy, intelligent basically an angel through my "Walking Vagina Eyes." I told her about my goal to go to England and she was blown away, "Wow you are so adventerous NHB7 (yeah thats my real name. What?) to go to another country for so long and leave behind your friends and family. Thats one of the reasons I love you so much." LOVE?!!!! We had just been dating for two weeks! LOVE!!!! But hearing it made me so happy. I was down right sure I'd met my fucking soul mate. We had been dating for 6 months by the time my sophmore year was coming up (thats right the same amount of time Noah has been dating his girl) when I got the application to go to Bath England for three months to study abroad. I was sad because I was madly in love with this girl and i would have to leave her for a while. I knew she was going to be sad too when I told her I had decided that it was time to finally do a goal I had been looking forward to for the past four years. But I didn't expect the Reaction I got.

Six months prior, my adventurous nature was one of the things she loved about me but now she was yelling, "YOU DON'T FUCKING LOVE ME!!! HOW COULD YOU SAY YOU LOVE ME AND BE ABLE TO LEAVE ME LIKE THAT?! IF YOU LOVED ME YOU WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO TAKE THE PAIN OF BEING APART FROM ME!" The weird thing is that after hours and days of arguing with someone with such a demented view on love, you start to adopt their sick definition of it. She was right in my mind. If I left her, it would be me abadoning her. I couldn't believe I had ever considered it. I dashed that dream so that I could stay by her side and to cater to her emotionally. I dated her through out college until she finally cheated on me a month before I graduated. I wish so badly that I could go back and time and study in England.

The reality is that her statement was wrong. She didn't mean "You don't fucking love me!" She meant "You are not as codependent as I am and that threatens me and makes me feel insecure! And by you leaving I realize you are stronger than I am and I don't want you to be stronger than I am I want you to be as codependent as I am. Even more so infact!" And the first time I gave in to her codependency was the begining of a snowball effect. Eventually I was so codependent on her that it was pathetic even in her eyes and she cheated on me and never looked back and I was crushed.

That was the NHB7 "Walking Vagina Moment." Now I'm the one not looking back. I'm glad I went through that, and many people on here have went through terrible moments like that (maybe not as pathetic, I don't know) and hopefully learned from them. Thats why when I see Noah going through it I am thinking to myself "I hope that this is the first time he is going through it, and that he gets badly burned in the end so that he learns a lesson." When it is your first time you have that "its my first time" excuse, but when it has happened to you in multiple relationships, you need some serious psychotherapy because you are pathetically codependent, probably because you have mommy issues.

Anyway, the following is why what Noah is doing is so horribly wrong:

Noah probably got home and tearfully reassured his GF that he would never never never do something as dispiciple as cheat on her. And she was probably so overjoyed at this romantic gesture of giving up his dream just to tell the woman he loved that she meant the world to him, that he probably got a lot of pussy all week. But eventually (if it hasn't already happened) they are going to get in a an arguement like all couples sometimes do. And if she is as codependent as he is, and usually codependent people find each other, the arguement will be her saying "You don't really love me." And that will be like a stab in Noah's gut, because what else does he have to do to prove he loves her. He already gave up his dream for her. The answer is there is nothing he will ever be able to do to prove it to her, and he will come to resent the fact that he did something so drastic as give up on his dream and cry in front of millions of people on her behalf and she takes it for granted. He may even hate her one day for it. But the reality is, it was his own fault.

Poor Noah. I'm certainly glad that my "Walking Vagina Moment" was not caught on film, because now Noah is the "Walking Vagina" Spokesman in front of millions of TUF viewers.

Do you have a walking Vagina moment?

[Hammer Time]

im lucky as to not have a big one like noah or even given up a dream like goin to england. however ive had my share of moments like that and ive become more wise to the shit women can make us do. fucking noah the poor bastard pray for him bros hes in it deep with that bitch haha

[muerteverde]

I didn't see the TUF episode, but your post is very insightful and like your analysis of her thought precesses. I have not had one of those moments, but NOT for lack of trying to act stupid on my part. I just got lucky I guess. I am learning though.

[NHB7]

Imagine if Noah was your drinking buddy...Sheesh he is going to be the butt of all his male friends jokes for ever more. If she lets him have male friends. Poor Noah.

[NoiSe]

damn, that's pretty harsh.. giving up going to England for a girl, I gotta say that's a pretty big "Walking Vagina" moment.

I do feel kind of bad for Noah in the sense that, like you said, it very well may be his first time going through the WVM (Walking Vagina Moment), but at the same time I wish I could be there to slap some sense into him.

I myself haven't had any big WVM's like yourself or Noah did, but there's been plenty of times when Vagina has blurred my vision and made me do things that are absolutely ridiculous when I look at them now.

[drrilll]

Pretty good post. I'll spare the details of mine, (pretty boring, basically gave up friends) but that is basically how it works. You give up something for a woman, then you need her more because you don't have that thing in your life, and sacrificing for her becomes a downward spiral until she loses all respect for you and dumps you for someone else. Sucks ass, the good news is I don't think you are likely to do it a second time. Happens to a lot of people, if it hasn't happened to you, take note, and don't let it. Like your post though, takes guts to admit it.

[sambo fighter]

That was a rough situation. That sick bitch probably made that shit up just to get some attention.

[riacef1]

OK, Ill confess mine. I went to public school my entire life and loved every minute, I started cuttting class in 7th grade and in jr High School i had so many fights and stuff like that my mom told me I would be going to catholic school for 9th grade. I had no other choice but to comply. I went to an all boys school for 9th and 10th grade year and hated every minute of it.

Alll my friends that I had stopped talking to were going to high school together and I wanted back in. So even thought that particular school was full, my asst principal in Jr high was now the prinicpal of tha high school and got me in.

My first day was great, my standards for girls are very high, and there was hot girls everywhere and I was at a perfect age. I was young enough to bang all the hot little freshman and I was old enough to be sexually abused by all the hot seniors. Things were looking great, I got over 40 phone numbers in first day, and every number that I got was from a girl who I would have loved to have sex with. It was a hot september day and girls were showing alot of skin, I saw at least 10 girls get sent home because they were wearing "inapproriatte clothing" and I probably had about 8 of their numbers. Things couldnt get any better tommorow was Friday and I had made plans with more girls than I knew what to do with. I was dead set on playing quarterback and promised myself that I would learn their offense as quickly as possible and I would be the starting quarterback before the end of the football season.

The football coach was actually my Jr. High School baseball coach and I practiced with the team on the first day. Thecheerleaders were practicing outside and evryone of them for the most part was a solid 8.5 with 3 10's mixed in. 2 Jrs and 1 senior. I was the stupidest player on the field when it came to football insticts but none of that mattered now.Because I was throwing bombs and connecting on every pass in 7 on 7 drills, and since I was throwing real well all of my new teammates were exicited and laughing at far I could throw the football and I was loving these guys already. I had just come from an all boys school and hadnt seen hot girls in about two years and those were 8th grade girls, these new girls were some of the same ones but just with much prettier faces, fatter asses and bigger boobs. All the cheerleaders were checking me out. I was never more confident or happy in my in my life.
then I went home and went to sleep that night and was so excited i could barely sleep.

When the next day came my first period history class was great, 2 more girls and 2 more numbers. These girls were hot but nothing spectacular, so I decided that I choose from about three girls in my same classes latter in the day. The bell ending the first period rang and I was off to my second period class which was gym, a class that I did not have the day before. I walked into the locker room and got dressed and went back outside hopeful to find more girls to my liking. As I walked out of the lockerrom into the gym all the girls were dressed slutty and I loved it, but then my good luck ran out. I was talking to a kid I had on my football team and in my gym class when from all the way across the gym I saw a girl who was different from the rest, she was in a pair of sweatpants and a loose fitting white t-shirt and didnt have any makeup on but was still increadbly beautiful, even without the makeup she was still the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Id tried to figure out how to approach her but iw as unsure, she was must more quite and less full of herself than the rest. She was talking to about 4 other girls when I justed started staring at her, she didnt notice me because I was too far away. I stoped talkin to my new friend and about 20 seconds must have passed with nothing being said and me just gazing at her. My friend asked me if everything was okay becase he thought something was wrong with me. I said slowly and curiously "whose that?". He laughed and said dont waste your time and that she had turned away every guy in that high school because everyone had pursued her at one point or another. Maybe it was my sky-high confidence but I knew it my gut, that I would have better luck then they all did. Probably after about my starinf for a good minute she noticed me and gave me a smile, I seriously thought she was an angel. For over fourty -two minutes I tried to think about how to break the ice with here, she was amazing she was about 5'6, with beautiful brown eyes and light brown hair, the other girls looked slutty and I loved it but she look angelic. The period ended with me having said nothing and the next chanece for me to see her was tuesday, i wouyld make my move then as soon as I figured out what to say. For the rest of the day I pretty much ignored all the hot girls from the day before and thought of only her.

Later on at football practice I saw she was a cheerleader, she just was not there the first day of practice. When I compared her to the other girls there was no comparison. I was staring at her when I was supposed to be learning all of the new plays because in only my second day I was already the second string but all I could do was stare at her. I tried to get up the couarage to approach her but I feel short for the first time in my life in the courage department.

Fast foward a couple of weeks and we are friends and I am just greatful to even know her as a friend and she knows this. I was going to start next year and I was the best looking kid I saw in my grade and even I worshipped the ground she walked on. I couldnt even formulate coherent respones to her questions to me, I would say the stupidest shit and she would laugh, but even her laugh was beautiful, all week I looked foward to every other day when I would have second period gym class where I followed her around like a puppy dog. I was tottally oblivous to all the hot ass around me.( I wish I had a guy like NHB7 or el tibaruan to set my ass straight.) I was happy just being in her presence but nothing serious was developing between us and I had no idea what to do. We actually became good friends

I did pretty much the same thing for the rest of JR and sr. year, even when I would make a good play in football, the first thing I would would be to look to the sidelines to see if she was claping for me. One day I was given false help, do to the fact that we were all banged up I had to double at safety as well and we were playing the team that went on to win the state championship that year, I swear to god that game too ten years of my life. At one point during the game I took the most vicious hit I had ever seen.Occasionally I watch the video of this hit and cant believe I am still not badly injured from the hit even though I suffered a concusion. I scrambled to my left and evaded a few defenders in which looked like was gooing to be a spectacular play. Im am right handed and rolled away from my body as I got the ball off i was leveled in a helmet to helmet hit and the back of my head hit the concreate track that was around the football field.

I was told I was out cold for a little under three minutes and my memories of the game are vauge and out of order to this day. Anyway all of that happened and when I woke up with a doctor, my coach and th other coach standing over me. BUT I saw her leaning over me crying because she thought I was sevrley injured. Even when I went to the hospital to get that catscan on my brain all i thought about was the fact that she really cared about me.

When were scheduled to get our class rings I could not muster up the courage to ask her to be my date, instead I went with I girl who was hot but couldnt stand and i promised myself no matter what i would ask her to prom. So when the spring came and baseball season rolled around I still didnt have the courage to straight up ask her to prom, so I made an offer, although I had not hit a Home Run all season I figured I was do so I told her that if i hit a HR she had to go to prom with me she agreed. I had never stepped into the batters box so focused in my entire life, the first pitch I saw I connected with perfectly and watched it sail over the left field fence although I casually jogged around the bases, inside I was doing my own Carlton fisk hop and jump around the base, to his day I still believe no was ever happier about hitting A HR. Then in about the third inning it started to pour and the game was raind out, she also played softball and her game was rained out as well. When both teams returned to school all she had on was a pair of soaked sweat pants and a wife beater with nothing underneath, she had her arms crossed over her chest so her nipples werent popping out. She was shivering and her hair was wet hanging off to the sides of her face, I remember thinking that I had never seen a women who looked more beautiful in my life. I gave her my jacket because the other perverts I played baseball with were tying to see her nipples through her shirt. I walked her to her ride in the cold rain covering her with my umbrella and jacket as I got soaked, I made sure that not a drop of rain hit her head while I got soaked.

So the next day when I joking told her that I had following through on my end of the deal it was time for her to give me winnings. I had planned whose limo we would go in, and had bought a tuxedo and had everything planned out. I was hoping to take her out and buy her a dress and shoes that day, then she broke the bad news to me she was going away with her familily that weekend. I was crushed i decided that even though i could find a hot replacement with realitive ease she was tho one I wanted, I decided not to go and try to send her on a guilt trip.

prom came and passed and I didnt go, so when i saw her the next weekend at the sports award dinner she playfully, and curiously asked who i went to prom with and I told her "no one". She thought I had lied to her. So she no really who did you go to prom with and she got the same answer, she then with a dissappointed to of voice asked why I dint go almost like she was afraid to here the answer. I told her because she did not go with me i didnt couldnt imagine myself going and having a good time because the whole time I would have been thinking about her which was the truth. I had only seen her cry one other time, when thought I was seriously hurt and she began to well up and I had exactly what I wanted but seeing her like was killing me so I told her that it was okay and i ruined for myself and asked me "really". An d I responed "really'.

Throughout me entire life I never hoped from crush to crush. If love exists then I did love her, that is if it is possible to love someone who doesnt love you back. The only person I blame for all this is myself. If I could go back to high school with the exact same mentality I have know I probably would have slept with 15X more girls than I already have. I had tunnel vision and was fucking retarted, but who knows maybe if I was around her again I would the exact same thing, But I doubt.

When I see her I avoid her because I dont want to put myself through that bullshit again but when I see her she still is beautiful, but the thing that made her stand out to me was the fact that she never had a bad word to say about anyone. To my knowledge no one I know of has banged her, but I am not that stupid and nieve to believe a girl like that has not gotten fucked by at least 1 guy

[Steve Dougson]

Yes, and I have a 13 inch penis and an IQ of 210.

[NHB7]

Ouchhhhhhhhhh, not a totla Vagina Moment however. Had you bought her the shoes and limo ride and dress then it would have been for sure. If you kept pursuing her and pursuing her and she kept rejecting you and rejecting you, then its a vagina moment. But if you sucked up your lost and got a hot replacement, my hats off to you. Sucks that you didn't end up with her, but the worst vaginas on here don't end up with the girl and decide there is no replacement and they would rather masterbate while crying. So don't feel to bad. sorry you got burned though.