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| Fibonacci |
So i'm having a conversation with my roommate about the last girl I had a date with and how it didn't progress beyond that... now, I'm not a social invalid, nor am I unattractive. We went to a bar, had a decent date, and that was the last I heard of her despite multiple attempts.
So I approach this group of girls and ask what they think about taking a girl to a bar on a first date, and almost immediately they start accusing me of reading books on how to pick up chicks and ... that basically I am trying to pick one of them up. Now really, I'm a good looking enough guy where I'm not desperate in the slightest. So I'm just like ok whatever. I won't lie that it wasn't part of my motivation, but I can't imagine their reaction would have been any better had I approached them in any other way. They were cute, only to the ends of which I wanted to chat with them for abit. Like I said, I'm not desperate.
I think this is a reaction more exclusive to NYC... but really, what the ? |
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| EvilTree |
| your game sucks? |
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| iammesol |
| I just lost the game :( |
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| >_> |
Dear diary,
At first, the idea sounded unthinkable. Use my hand to wipe my ass? Disgusting! But after 10 minutes of waiting, I decided that it was my only option. I slowly lowered my right hand under my butt and scooped all the fecal matter from my bottom. Not only did it feel gross, but now I had a whole new set of problems. One simply does not walk out of a bathroom stall in a public restroom with one hand covered in . I sat there petrified, hoping for a miracle. But no miracles came. I was alone. Or so I thought. A knock on the stall door sprang me into action. "One second," I called out, and in one quick movement I shoved the defecation into my mouth. When I tell this story, what most people find most surprising was that I didn't gag immediately. In fact, the stuff tasted rather good. Scratch that...it was orgasmic. And the texture - there is nothing like it. After swishing the poop cuisine around my mouth for a few moments, I gulped it down. Up until that moment, I hadn't realized how hungry I was. Suddenly, I wanted more, and fast! With my pants still at my ankles, I threw open the stall door and grabbed the elderly gentleman who had been patiently waiting. "Give me all your , and make it fast." By the end of that glorious day, I had tasted the of more than 100 men, and a few women too. |
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| montie |
a date should start out with dinner and if it goes well it should progress over to a bar. and if it goes very well it would then progress to your pants. :p
seriously though i think if you are on a date with a girl, you should go to a bar that is really chill and quiet. The Burp Castle is a really good date bar. |
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| Nostalgic |
| quote: | Originally posted by >_>
Dear diary,
At first, the idea sounded unthinkable. Use my hand to wipe my ass? Disgusting! But after 10 minutes of waiting, I decided that it was my only option. I slowly lowered my right hand under my butt and scooped all the fecal matter from my bottom. Not only did it feel gross, but now I had a whole new set of problems. One simply does not walk out of a bathroom stall in a public restroom with one hand covered in . I sat there petrified, hoping for a miracle. But no miracles came. I was alone. Or so I thought. A knock on the stall door sprang me into action. "One second," I called out, and in one quick movement I shoved the defecation into my mouth. When I tell this story, what most people find most surprising was that I didn't gag immediately. In fact, the stuff tasted rather good. Scratch that...it was orgasmic. And the texture - there is nothing like it. After swishing the poop cuisine around my mouth for a few moments, I gulped it down. Up until that moment, I hadn't realized how hungry I was. Suddenly, I wanted more, and fast! With my pants still at my ankles, I threw open the stall door and grabbed the elderly gentleman who had been patiently waiting. "Give me all your , and make it fast." By the end of that glorious day, I had tasted the of more than 100 men, and a few women too. |
Drugs r BAD |
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| Fibonacci |
| quote: | Originally posted by montie
seriously though i think if you are on a date with a girl, you should go to a bar that is really chill and quiet. The Burp Castle is a really good date bar. |
yeah i had my first date with another girlfriend there. awesome place and we had such a great time... |
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| Silky Johnson |
Depends on the girl, really. But yeah, you have no game.
Lolololololololol. |
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| mezzir |
| my friends taught me never to meet a chick in a bar. You need to go somewhere social, non-threatening - like spin class or a farmer's market or the pumpkin patch, given the time of year |
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| iammesol |
| quote: | Originally posted by >_>
Dear diary,
At first, the idea sounded unthinkable. Use my hand to wipe my ass? Disgusting! But after 10 minutes of waiting, I decided that it was my only option. I slowly lowered my right hand under my butt and scooped all the fecal matter from my bottom. Not only did it feel gross, but now I had a whole new set of problems. One simply does not walk out of a bathroom stall in a public restroom with one hand covered in . I sat there petrified, hoping for a miracle. But no miracles came. I was alone. Or so I thought. A knock on the stall door sprang me into action. "One second," I called out, and in one quick movement I shoved the defecation into my mouth. When I tell this story, what most people find most surprising was that I didn't gag immediately. In fact, the stuff tasted rather good. Scratch that...it was orgasmic. And the texture - there is nothing like it. After swishing the poop cuisine around my mouth for a few moments, I gulped it down. Up until that moment, I hadn't realized how hungry I was. Suddenly, I wanted more, and fast! With my pants still at my ankles, I threw open the stall door and grabbed the elderly gentleman who had been patiently waiting. "Give me all your , and make it fast." By the end of that glorious day, I had tasted the of more than 100 men, and a few women too. |
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| Fibonacci |
| quote: | Originally posted by jennypie
Depends on the girl, really. But yeah, you have no game.
Lolololololololol. |
i hate you! oh thats irritating come from a chick. |
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