I have not much to say about this. All the girls that have shown interest in me have been promptly told to bugger off. Yeah I'm bad with women.![]()
I have not much to say about this. All the girls that have shown interest in me have been promptly told to bugger off. Yeah I'm bad with women.![]()
Knew this girl from high school as a freshman. Wasn't really a friend, just an acquiantance. I didn't really care for her company either. Plus, she was a late developer, so little interest there if you know what I mean...
Anyway, 5 years later (didn't see her or care about it since) a friend of mine invited me to go somewhere with him and her for his b-day. The two of them were friends and he had a crush on her, but she didn't have any interest in him. So I go out with them and she is just cold as ice to me. A real biatch. I was going to leave halfway through because she was so cold to me, I even told my friend "I hate her. I don't ever want to see her again. I'm outta here". She was that bad.
He convinced me to stay a little longer and we all ended up going back to my apartment. After a drink, she started to lighten up and become a human being. I still didn't care for her, but she was all grown up and looked pretty good. So we dropped my buddy off and went back to her place where we promptly engaged in...well... this is a family forum so I shall abstain.
Ended up getting married to her a couple years later. The jealous friend now hates us both, but who cares since he was a douchebag.
Been married five years now and she is the sweetest little thing you could ever know. 105 5'6", just a little helpless thing. I came to learn later that she treats all strangers like crap just as a default component of her personality. Which I find endearing and useful to her safety. Kinda like a turtle.![]()
Plus she digs chicks. That's been fun. (hence my thread in the backroom)
Originally Posted by Divinus Arma
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There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
I met my wife at a divorce party .
I've had my eye on this girl in my class. I'm a freshman and there is a freshman cheerleader that sits behind me. I wouldn't say I'm popular, but I am not bad. I have popular friends. She knows me and we're alright friends, but we really haven't kicked it off yet. She's a little...underdeveloped...if you know what I mean, but she's really cool. I don't think I'll ask her out too soon, but I think I will. She's smart and...well a cheerleader. Unfortunetly she thinks my music is VERY un-christian. She's a pretty religious person and I have been to church maybe twice in my life...
I don't know, I really like her. If I was marrying age I probably would go for her. Either way I still will...
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Last edited by Alexanderofmacedon; 11-15-2005 at 23:42.
No. I don't. What do you mean?Originally Posted by Alexanderofmacedon
When I said Death before Dishonour, I meant alphabetically.
Her...chest area...Originally Posted by Tricon
This has to be the most original dating place....Originally Posted by Tribesman
@Alexander
Why lol?! If she looks good and she's intelligent, go for her.![]()
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Ja mata, TosaInu. You will forever be remembered.
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Swords Made of Letters - 1938. The war is looming in France - and Alexandre Reythier does not have much time left to protect his country. A novel set before the war.
A Painted Shield of Honour - 1313. Templar Knights in France are in grave danger. Can they be saved?
"lol" because I just told some guys on a forum that story...eh, you're family right?![]()
And yes, I sure as hell will fight to the death for her...![]()
Ok, here is my dirty laundry (pun intended Beirut)
Basically I was working in this hotel, carrying people's luggage, doing some maintenance, and entertaining good loking ladies (which is technically irrelevant to the story)
And she was one of the guests, an american student coming to Dublin for summer for 6 weeks (that was the extent of our relationship).
And I helped her with her luggage, gave her my best smile, and kept working away, and for two weeks we kinda kept bumping into each other everywhere.
On week 2 she asked me if I wanted to join her for a pint. That night was ended at her place, and the rest, as they say, is stuff of legend.
Managing perceptions goes hand in hand with managing expectations - Masamune
Pie is merely the power of the state intruding into the private lives of the working class. - Beirut
MS paint meets my two most common scenarios:
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So I take it that you, a stick figure man, use your stick figure camera to bed stick figure models, yes? Or you, a stick figure man, use your photos of white paper to strike up conversations with female stick figure art snobs at a gallery?
If you havin' skyrim problems I feel bad for you son.. I dodged 99 arrows but my knee took one.
VENI, VIDI, NATES CALCE CONCIDI
I came, I saw, I kicked ass
Looking on the bright side you should be able to make some pretty major improvements in your technique quite easily...Originally Posted by Byzantine Prince
"The only thing I've gotten out of this thread is that Navaros is claiming that Satan gave Man meat. Awesome." Gorebag
Edited because it was construed by Byzantine Prince as an insult and he blew his moderator whistle.Originally Posted by English assassin
When I was a eager teeny-bopper I couldn't get enough of any half-way attractive girl, whether they liked me or not! I used to pace my bedroom at night as a kid thinking how I would ask this girl or that girl out without looking like I complete doof. Ahhh, being a kid! No mortgage. No career. Just girls, video games, and the summer sun...
Which makes this post kind of irrelevant: This is not meant to be an insult, just an observation. They're far more understanding of that kind of thing in Canada anyway aren't they?
Last edited by Divinus Arma; 11-16-2005 at 04:58.
Originally Posted by Divinus Arma
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As for how I conquered my wife. I was working as a busboy in a restaurant and my future wife came in with a friend, I shook my ass a little extra for them and she left her number on the table for me. I called her a while later and have been together ever since, that was 16 years ago.![]()
Peace in Europe will never stay, because I play Medieval II Total War every day. ~YesDachi
*sigh* Alright you got me Divinus. That is a very smart way to insult someone and making it seem like it's just a friendly inference.
Your post has been reported and you will soon be banned by BKS.
Last edited by Byzantine Prince; 11-15-2005 at 16:08.
Met mine in a nightclub, she came up and started chatting. I didnt think she would be interested so I went off and got a pintHowever my observations proved wrong as she phoned me up and asked me out a couple of days later. She done all the hard work
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You infered it as an insult, thats your beef really...Originally Posted by Byzantine Prince
This doesnt strike me as an insult. If anything, it seems like an accurate description of what many/most teens can/do go through.He's probably just gay and lost. Ony a sexually-confused teen virgin would tell an interested girl to bugger off.
"England expects that every man will do his duty" Lord Nelson
"Extinction to all traitors" Megatron
"Lisa, if the Bible has taught us nothing else, and it hasn't, it's that girls should stick to girls sports, such as hot oil wrestling and foxy boxing and such and such." Homer Simpson
Drumroll!Originally Posted by Byzantine Prince
Spammers?Originally Posted by English assassin
Originally Posted by Divinus Arma
Please elaborate.
Last edited by Shaka_Khan; 11-16-2005 at 01:48.
Wooooo!!!
The day that you attempt to intimately enjoy a pair of massive fakies is the day that you will remember the name Divinus Arma. As you attempt your normal routine of, erm, uh, "manipulation"Originally Posted by Shaka_Khan
, you will realize that said manipulation is not possible.
They look very nice, but are distractingly firm. Of course, this is Saline I am talking about. It's basically a very full bag of saltwater.
I hear silicone is much closer to the real thing, but it is dangerous. I believe that silicone is banned in the United States.
Tell you what... go get a plastic ziploc sandwich bag and fill it with water as much as possible. I mean as MUCH as possible. Now zip it, and wrap the whole thing 50 times over with scotch tape; to the point where the bag won't burst if you squeeze it. Now, imagine that firmness with human skin on the outside. Blah. or Gah.
The jiggliness is more valuable then you may ever realize. I prefer 'A' cup real ones to 'd' cup fakies any day of the week and twice on sunday.
I met my wife at a LARP (Live Action Role Playing- for you non geeks). I was a NPC Viking-Yarl, she a serving wench. She caught my eye imediately, but the story kept me from the inn for the entire three days (and demanded that I bedded a noblewoman - who to my delight took that literally).
Anyway, there was a camera crew there (films & art students), and they filmed the entire event. Great shots.. but the plot was unrecognizable, so the decided to have a major NPC narate the story. That turned out to be me.
Appearing at the LARP-organizers house (3 weeks later) it so happens that the serving wench is his sister. Not that it mattered to me, because I still had a thing with a certain noblewoman, and she (the wench) a jellous former boyfriend who behaved like... just that.
... Weeks pass. I had to stay in Berlin, Germany, for a couple of months. I had to return a week early because I strained my back and couldn't walk.
On the third day home, sometime around 10 pm, my dorbell rings and (cursing like a mine worker- because of the pain and the humbling bend over position I had to open the door with) I open, and the wench walks by me and leads me back to my bed (I kid you not). We talked for hours. Like the fool I am, I was doing everything in my power to convince her that I'm not a good guy to be around with (having still a certain noblewoman in mind). Well... Err.... She didn't listen.
When she left, she gave me a rather passionate kiss, to which I responded in kind. I still remember as the door closed that I was rather furious in an odd, pleased kind of way how this could have happened.
Anyway, within three weeks all of my defenses were shattered. Another couple of weeks and i was madly in love. After three months I knew we would get married one day. That was six years ago, we've been married for four-and I love her madly.
What's not to love about a fun loving gamer girl, who's also into metall?
So: Gamers, girls/women like that are definately out there, but they have to meet you in order to get to know you.
When I said Death before Dishonour, I meant alphabetically.
How about that "bedded a noblewoman part"? He HeOriginally Posted by Tricon
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Peace in Europe will never stay, because I play Medieval II Total War every day. ~YesDachi
Well, er. No. Not THAT event.Originally Posted by yesdachi
When I said Death before Dishonour, I meant alphabetically.
Well so far only me and DA actually seem to have had to make the running, everyone else has them falling into your pockets (even BP, although he then tells them to bugger off).
DAMN this club foot and hunchback.
"The only thing I've gotten out of this thread is that Navaros is claiming that Satan gave Man meat. Awesome." Gorebag
...girls hate me, i can be friends but since i have no senses for other peoples feelings until they punch me then i don't know what to do. it really makes me hate myself sometimes, hmmm mabey if i did'nt talk about killing so much, BUT I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO TALK ABOUT![]()
A nation of sheep will beget a a government of wolves. Edward R. Murrow
Anyone who claims to be in the light but hates his brother is still in the darkness. —1 John 2:9
That's because I'm not talking about all the errors and all the times I made a total fool of myself.Originally Posted by English assassin
->Trial and error.
It's the truth.
When I said Death before Dishonour, I meant alphabetically.
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