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A situation. (pg. 3)
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| boris_the_bear |
dude, is that supposed to be funny? finger-banging.. c0r is so boring lately...:(
p.s. the hot weather is killing me. don't pay attention *wipes sweat* |
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| colonelcrisp |
| Climb up in a tree and wait, if it was meant to be, she will find you..... |
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| Slylee |
wow dude, you're a douchebag for not getting her number after spending quality time together like that:wtf:
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. |
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| ChemEnhanced |
| what is this.....grade 9? |
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| Moral Hazard |
| Honestly dude... Whistler is a small in' 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? |
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| Ridexer |
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 ing 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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| yukii |
| quote: | 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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| quote: | Originally posted by Moral Hazard
Honestly dude... Whistler is a small in' 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? |
:stongue: :stongue: :stongue: |
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| boris_the_bear |
| quote: | 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. |
so you looked up and THAT'S when you decided you like her:gsmile: |
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| n3lly |
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 . 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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| Silky Johnson |
| quote: | 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! ;) |
So true. This is important. |
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| daphunky1 |
| quote: | Originally posted by n3lly
Personally, i've made a tonne of connections with people while pilled off my . You know you've made a good connection when you're skagging (come down) and both of you still like each other! ;)
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Well by 7 in the morning sun in our faces we weren't too high anymore. I guess my worry came when I told her I was moving away from town and didn't know if I was coming back. The next week plans changed and I'll be here for a year.
Still though, idiot move, at least I understand that now. |
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