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| Scoops |
| you should sleep with her |
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| Rose |
| quote: | 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? |
this. |
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| daphunky1 |
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! |
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| Theresa |
YAY for having some balls!
Good for you :) |
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| LeopoldStotch |
| this sounds like a cheesy movie of the week Lifetime original movie. :conf: |
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| daphunky1 |
| Ya I could see that. Things have been interesting to say the least. |
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| astroboy |
| So it seems you're going to get some in the immediate future, congrats ... I don't even remember what that feels like.. that settles it, i'm going out tonight. |
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| Ingrammusic |
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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| Sushipunk |
| quote: | Originally posted by astroboy
So it seems you're going to get some in the immediate future, congrats ... I don't even remember what that feels like.. that settles it, i'm going out tonight. |
Is Thursday night student night down in Melbourne? It always was up here.
Go for it, I say :D |
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| Domesticated |
| quote: | Originally posted by Sushipunk
Is Thursday night student night down in Melbourne? It always was up here.
Go for it, I say :D |
Indeed it is. I used to lurve the Thursday night. |
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| Tony Morello |
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 |
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