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Climb up in a tree and wait, if it was meant to be, she will find you.....
wow dude, you're a douchebag for not getting her number after spending quality time together like that
at the same time, i'm surprised she didn't offer it. if i had a cool experience like that with a guy, i would have gotten his number as soon as i got to the top of the tree.
anyway...track her down. you guys had an awesome time together and she's probably still thinking about you and wondering why you didn't get her number.
what is this.....grade 9?
Honestly dude... Whistler is a small fuckin' place... you're bound to bump into her at another party some time... probably all drug fueled and ready to go! Seriously though, how in god's name did you maintain the will to go to work rather then calling in sick and having e-sex until your dick is raw and you're furiously masturbating over her face, punching yourself in the nuts desperate, futile attempt to finally get off?
Once upon a time in parallel universe on city called Whistler, at may 2009 there was bizarre event of fullmoon party that is generally more of a tropical thing, met two persons who found out to be quite similiar. The boya and girl climbed to a fucking tree where they talked about how similiar they are, and proceeded to make up. When they climbed down they noticed that everyone they knew were away and started walking to the bus stop. At the bus, when it was time for the girl to go, the guy wasn't wuss like in another universe, and asked the girls phone number. The girl gave him a kiss and walked away from the station. The guy felt like king of the world, and next day called her and got a date with her... Things proceeded quickly and blablabla they lived their life happy everafter.
Morale of the story: Get the number. Be the king.
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| Originally posted by colonelcrisp Climb up in a tree and wait, if it was meant to be, she will find you..... |
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| Originally posted by Moral Hazard Honestly dude... Whistler is a small fuckin' place... you're bound to bump into her at another party some time... probably all drug fueled and ready to go! Seriously though, how in god's name did you maintain the will to go to work rather then calling in sick and having e-sex until your dick is raw and you're furiously masturbating over her face, punching yourself in the nuts desperate, futile attempt to finally get off? |
Re: A situation.
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| Originally posted by daphunky1 She's immediately down heads off to the tree and is up way up there while I'm just getting started. |
Don't bother with craigslist, Irish people don't use it.
Secondly, you were E'd off your face....
Personally, i've made a tonne of connections with people while pilled off my tits. You know you've made a good connection when you're skagging (come down) and both of you still like each other! 
Just go to her old work place, tell the guys you lost her number and were suppose to meet her a while ago.
Then again, as people have said... she's Irish, you were probably her 2nd or even 3rd score (kiss) that night. It's quantity not quality on our little island! haha..
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| Originally posted by n3lly Secondly, you were E'd off your face.... You know you've made a good connection when you're skagging (come down) and both of you still like each other! |
http://www.whistlerbike.com/index.htm
just go there and crash.
and steal me a santa cruz heckler
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| Originally posted by n3lly Personally, i've made a tonne of connections with people while pilled off my tits. You know you've made a good connection when you're skagging (come down) and both of you still like each other! |
you should sleep with her
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| Originally posted by pkcRAISTLIN no, the question is, after he kissed her in the tree, why didn't he finger-bang her before asking for her number? |
UPDATE:
So I went to her old work, got her number from some worker completely effortlessly. Phoned her up nervous as heck. She remembered me and wanted to meet up sometime. We played phone and text tag for two weeks. I worked nights, she worked days, she was busy, I had plans, etc. Then one night we realized we were both going out with our friends to the same place. Well it was my staff party, I drank way too much wine and the bouncers told me I was too intoxicated to be let in, so I wandered away and passed out on some grass for a while. After that we kept on trying to meet up, but we both had busy schedules, seemingly opposite of each other's, I even wondered if she was just making stuff up.
So two days ago I finished work at 5, and brought a change of clothes and met up with my friends. They had a team in a rafting competition that day and I knew she was in it too. My friends were nice enough to snag me a bracelet for the party and I went too. Also this party featured free food, and 6 free kegs. Anyways it's been 6 weeks now since I saw her so I pick out someone who I'm sure must be her. However I have my face painted in camo colors to match the costume of my rafting team, and so she totally doesnt recognize me. About two hours into the afterparty and a lot of keg beer later, I finally see her alone and say hi with my ridiculous face paint and a toy dart gun in my pocket. I realize how weird this must be to finally be reuniting with someone and they really still have no idea what you look like, but she doesn't seem to mind. Finally I can't take it and run to the washroom so clean my face so she can actually see who I am. That turned out to be a good idea as then she was all over me. by this time it is 1:30 and we are both wasted. We make the decision not to take the last bus back to town, as we are still a 30 minute drive out of town. Same kinda story, wander off hang out by some trees, make out, sit by the fire until 6am at which time I suggest we better get back to town because I work at 8am- 5pm for my one job and then 5-10 for my second job, and knowing I gotta pull that off on absolutely no sleep. So we head off out of the party and to the highway, the second car that passed us picked us up and took us back to town. We stop in a cafe for breakfast, I change back into my yesterday work clothes and wander off to my 14 hour work day pretty strung out.
Well that brings us up to the present time, and just told me she wants to see me tonight before she goes out with her friends, which would be our first time seeing each other not all messed up and staying up all night together... Should be interesting!
YAY for having some balls!
Good for you 
Fuck her tonight.
this sounds like a cheesy movie of the week Lifetime original movie. 
Ya I could see that. Things have been interesting to say the least.
So it seems you're going to get some pussy in the immediate future, congrats ... fuck I don't even remember what that feels like.. that settles it, i'm going out tonight.
I went snowboarding once.
it was the most fun thing i've ever done.
gotta be a pimp to get her it seem like.
better pull something good out of your ass for this
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| Originally posted by astroboy So it seems you're going to get some pussy in the immediate future, congrats ... fuck I don't even remember what that feels like.. that settles it, i'm going out tonight. |
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| Originally posted by Sushipunk Is Thursday night student night down in Melbourne? It always was up here. Go for it, I say |
so first you were too intoxicated to see her then you try to talk to her with camo paint on your face?
you need a role model, you best be hitting that shit
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| Originally posted by Domesticated Indeed it is. I used to lurve the Thursday night. |
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| so first you were too intoxicated to see her then you try to talk to her with camo paint on your face? |
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