Tell us how did you first meet your girlfriend/wife

[Ianofsmeg16]

Girlfriends? HAH! Fat as ****, ugly as sin and more sarcastic that TV quiz host on heat, although i make girls laugh ALOT, no-one seems to like me at all *cries then eats half his body weight in bacon*

[Beirut]

I always did my laundry on Sundays at the coffee shop/laundromat when this quiet, intelligent, very well-bodied brunette worked behind the counter. I would sit with my coffee and paper for an hour ten feet away from her while she read her book and my laundry laundered itself. Sometimes we spoke for a few minutes, but not very much.

A few years later she asked me to take her out for dinner.

Now we live together in a nice house with two kids.

Whoduhthinkit.

[edyzmedieval]

I always did my laundry on Sundays at the coffee shop/laundromat when this quiet, intelligent, very well-bodied brunette worked behind the counter. I would sit with my coffee and paper for an hour ten feet away from her while she read her book and my laundry laundered itself. Sometimes we spoke for a few minutes, but not very much.

A few years later she asked me to take her out for dinner.

Now we live together in a nice house with two kids.

Whoduhthinkit.

That has to be a story á la Frontroom Assistant Moderator....

Interesting thread. I read all of your successes.

[VAE VICTUS]

well i didnt have any luck until i was 18,then boom i dropped about a hundred pounds,and was stilla about 298(im 6'5 so it evens out)so now i have 2 on the string.girls like a XXL.its amazing.
but its really your personality.if a girl is cold,warm er up.(i mean that in the mos polite and civil way possible)talk to her,haha i give mine history lectures,but it really depends on small talk,just talk to 'em.my problem is that im a big guy,you know 6'5 280-95 and usually the girl is scared to talk to me.but im just an oversized powerlifting teddybear...im a lean mean love machine that likes to be held,mmmmmm,brrrrr mama hes a XXL!(country song)

[Alexanderofmacedon]

Correct!

[frogbeastegg]

I was at the bus station, waiting for the bus which runs from my city to the one my university was in, 20 minutes away. This rather normal looking man asked me what time the bus was due. He was stood next to the time table. Thinking he was a blind, illiterate idiot I told him it should be another ten minutes, and hoped he would now Go Away.

He didn't. He kept talking to me, hesitantly at first, but gradually with more (annoying!) confidence, asking questions about what I liked and so on. Wishing he would die I answered as briefly as could be polite. I'm a polite frog, you see, so I couldn't just tell him to clear off.

The bus arrived. He asked if he could sit next to me. I couldn't think of a polite way to say no. He talked the entire trip, asking questions. I ended up maknig half my answers up; I recall bluffing my way through a bit on contemporary film, and saying I like orange juice, when I don't.

When I said my stop was approaching he asked for my number. I have no idea why I gave it. I've never given it away before or since.

Three years on and he is still my pet male thing

[Tricon]

Insistent bugger, wasn't he? Hat's of to him.
When I look back, the only times I could have been that forward, was when I was hurt, and convinced that all women are evil.(The logic being that I might as well enjoy myself and get on others nerve for a change...)