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brahs. phuck this. i'm losing my v card, neg me to oblivion or rep to valhalaaa
08-10-2016, 05:18 AM
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you know theirs a service called prostitution right?
08-10-2016, 06:09 AM
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08-10-2016, 10:37 AM
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lol at all of this.
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08-11-2016, 01:00 AM
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eating milanos and feeling legato....
as i sit here and type away, i'm happy to have material to type about. i was eager to get back out there, thinking that all i need is one, perhaps two, maybe stretching it at 3 girls to keep me company in the loin dept. c:l So that small amount made me think that this could easily be worth the effort. after getting to an appointment to pick something up, i decided i would hit 10 stops, including gas stations. there just so happened to be one across the street. i drove in parked and walked into the quickie mart building. after being so used to seeing fat middle aged men man the registers in these establishments, i felt ecstatic to see a girl. no details on her face, it's explained well enough ltr.... i walk outside and pace in circles, listening to coldplay's viva la vida . i hop and pace, rubbing my hand under my armpit to warm it for the eventuality of a handshake. people in the quiet lot looked at me, but i didn't care. i took a deep breath and walked in and said hi before anything else. she gets up slowly out of her seat, with a bored almost pained expression at her situation.
she has earphones in one ear, she looks at me with lifeless blank-ousity. i mention i grabbed a treat nearby, and maybe she could enjoy it with me. she starts that smallest, slow smile i've seen once before. she says no, she's working.
later on i realized she thought i was asking her to do it then and there. i said, maybe we could do something else. she is smiling a bit wider and shakes her head saying i cant. her words sound unusually welcoming for such a phrase. i ask her if she has a boyfriend and she concurs. i say oh ok and jovially tell her how i was building up courage outside listening to coldplay. she smiles silently and a customer walks in. i say it's nice to meet you, and held out a hand. she takes it as i tell her my name. she says ok. i repeat my name, waiting for her name. she says ok again. i leave.
5/20
fastfoward 20 minutes. I'm now in a grocery store filled with latinas. i see one that looks thick, child bearable, in a loose thin dress tight around the middle. i tell myself the situation isn't as favorable as the miraculous gas station encounter before. i leave after telling myself different reasons not to.
i spend half an hour seeing urban life up close and personal for what felt like the first time. i saw old minority men yelling profanity at old women of different minorities. it was off putting... people were laying in the streets swaddled in cloth and swaggering in the street. i didn't want to be apart of this, i remembered thinking. the highlight was i saw a fat/chubby latina girl who squeezed into leggings. she wore uggs she was smooshing into the sidewalk pavement. she was on the cusp of no return, but not quite. she had a fat girl waddle, but she had a nice face. faces seem to be a forgiving part of a girl. she walked off the main road into a dark neighborhood street, with people talking in dim light. it wasn't dangerous, just dark. like do the right thing from spike lee, but without light. she kept on making her chubby way down the street, and i followed across the street after deciding to chase her down. i didn't want to repeat the previous mistake of not taking chances on the gross-er girls. but she vanished, in the dark. i missed it.
i told myself i would get three rejections this night. i knew i had to stop at more places. i had hit 5 spots about. on the way home, i see a girl at a tiny pizza corner place. she was counting money. i uturned and parked my car. it was after hours, 11 ish. the door was unlocked and i walked in. i ask her for ice in a watercup i had brought. she looks at me. she is a 5.8/10 white girl with nice long hair, but glasses and a asymmetric pale nose that widened along the base. first whitey! she said we dont have an ice machine. i say ok and turn to leave. i turn back and shes counting money again. i ask can i use your restroom? she turns to look at her boss around her shoulder who says no, sorry! i say oh.... ok....? with sass. i leave. i hop. i turn. i come back in. i ask her simply, do you want to get a cup of TEA with me? she is counting again. looking up, she looks at her boss again. i say i mean you, do you want to. she simply responds no thanks, i'm good. she's looking at me across the counter. i reply oh ok, sass gone, in a bashful voice, and shakily say bye as i leave through the door.
6/20
the trek continues. the pain continues. the thrills continue to come. i'm planning to hit smaller towns also
as i sit here and type away, i'm happy to have material to type about. i was eager to get back out there, thinking that all i need is one, perhaps two, maybe stretching it at 3 girls to keep me company in the loin dept. c:l So that small amount made me think that this could easily be worth the effort. after getting to an appointment to pick something up, i decided i would hit 10 stops, including gas stations. there just so happened to be one across the street. i drove in parked and walked into the quickie mart building. after being so used to seeing fat middle aged men man the registers in these establishments, i felt ecstatic to see a girl. no details on her face, it's explained well enough ltr.... i walk outside and pace in circles, listening to coldplay's viva la vida . i hop and pace, rubbing my hand under my armpit to warm it for the eventuality of a handshake. people in the quiet lot looked at me, but i didn't care. i took a deep breath and walked in and said hi before anything else. she gets up slowly out of her seat, with a bored almost pained expression at her situation.
she has earphones in one ear, she looks at me with lifeless blank-ousity. i mention i grabbed a treat nearby, and maybe she could enjoy it with me. she starts that smallest, slow smile i've seen once before. she says no, she's working.
later on i realized she thought i was asking her to do it then and there. i said, maybe we could do something else. she is smiling a bit wider and shakes her head saying i cant. her words sound unusually welcoming for such a phrase. i ask her if she has a boyfriend and she concurs. i say oh ok and jovially tell her how i was building up courage outside listening to coldplay. she smiles silently and a customer walks in. i say it's nice to meet you, and held out a hand. she takes it as i tell her my name. she says ok. i repeat my name, waiting for her name. she says ok again. i leave.
5/20
fastfoward 20 minutes. I'm now in a grocery store filled with latinas. i see one that looks thick, child bearable, in a loose thin dress tight around the middle. i tell myself the situation isn't as favorable as the miraculous gas station encounter before. i leave after telling myself different reasons not to.
i spend half an hour seeing urban life up close and personal for what felt like the first time. i saw old minority men yelling profanity at old women of different minorities. it was off putting... people were laying in the streets swaddled in cloth and swaggering in the street. i didn't want to be apart of this, i remembered thinking. the highlight was i saw a fat/chubby latina girl who squeezed into leggings. she wore uggs she was smooshing into the sidewalk pavement. she was on the cusp of no return, but not quite. she had a fat girl waddle, but she had a nice face. faces seem to be a forgiving part of a girl. she walked off the main road into a dark neighborhood street, with people talking in dim light. it wasn't dangerous, just dark. like do the right thing from spike lee, but without light. she kept on making her chubby way down the street, and i followed across the street after deciding to chase her down. i didn't want to repeat the previous mistake of not taking chances on the gross-er girls. but she vanished, in the dark. i missed it.
i told myself i would get three rejections this night. i knew i had to stop at more places. i had hit 5 spots about. on the way home, i see a girl at a tiny pizza corner place. she was counting money. i uturned and parked my car. it was after hours, 11 ish. the door was unlocked and i walked in. i ask her for ice in a watercup i had brought. she looks at me. she is a 5.8/10 white girl with nice long hair, but glasses and a asymmetric pale nose that widened along the base. first whitey! she said we dont have an ice machine. i say ok and turn to leave. i turn back and shes counting money again. i ask can i use your restroom? she turns to look at her boss around her shoulder who says no, sorry! i say oh.... ok....? with sass. i leave. i hop. i turn. i come back in. i ask her simply, do you want to get a cup of TEA with me? she is counting again. looking up, she looks at her boss again. i say i mean you, do you want to. she simply responds no thanks, i'm good. she's looking at me across the counter. i reply oh ok, sass gone, in a bashful voice, and shakily say bye as i leave through the door.
6/20
the trek continues. the pain continues. the thrills continue to come. i'm planning to hit smaller towns also
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08-11-2016, 01:15 AM
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Originally Posted By brieliever⏩
Currently taking bets on whether OP will get arrested or hit 20/20 rejections firsteating milanos and feeling legato....
as i sit here and type away, i'm happy to have material to type about. i was eager to get back out there, thinking that all i need is one, perhaps two, maybe stretching it at 3 girls to keep me company in the loin dept. c:l So that small amount made me think that this could easily be worth the effort. after getting to an appointment to pick something up, i decided i would hit 10 stops, including gas stations. there just so happened to be one across the street. i drove in parked and walked into the quickie mart building. after being so used to seeing fat middle aged men man the registers in these establishments, i felt ecstatic to see a girl. no details on her face, it's explained well enough ltr.... i walk outside and pace in circles, listening to coldplay's viva la vida . i hop and pace, rubbing my hand under my armpit to warm it for the eventuality of a handshake. people in the quiet lot looked at me, but i didn't care. i took a deep breath and walked in and said hi before anything else. she gets up slowly out of her seat, with a bored almost pained expression at her situation.
she has earphones in one ear, she looks at me with lifeless blank-ousity. i mention i grabbed a treat nearby, and maybe she could enjoy it with me. she starts that smallest, slow smile i've seen once before. she says no, she's working.
later on i realized she thought i was asking her to do it then and there. i said, maybe we could do something else. she is smiling a bit wider and shakes her head saying i cant. her words sound unusually welcoming for such a phrase. i ask her if she has a boyfriend and she concurs. i say oh ok and jovially tell her how i was building up courage outside listening to coldplay. she smiles silently and a customer walks in. i say it's nice to meet you, and held out a hand. she takes it as i tell her my name. she says ok. i repeat my name, waiting for her name. she says ok again. i leave.
5/20
fastfoward 20 minutes. I'm now in a grocery store filled with latinas. i see one that looks thick, child bearable, in a loose thin dress tight around the middle. i tell myself the situation isn't as favorable as the miraculous gas station encounter before. i leave after telling myself different reasons not to.
i spend half an hour seeing urban life up close and personal for what felt like the first time. i saw old minority men yelling profanity at old women of different minorities. it was off putting... people were laying in the streets swaddled in cloth and swaggering in the street. i didn't want to be apart of this, i remembered thinking. the highlight was i saw a fat/chubby latina girl who squeezed into leggings. she wore uggs she was smooshing into the sidewalk pavement. she was on the cusp of no return, but not quite. she had a fat girl waddle, but she had a nice face. faces seem to be a forgiving part of a girl. she walked off the main road into a dark neighborhood street, with people talking in dim light. it wasn't dangerous, just dark. like do the right thing from spike lee, but without light. she kept on making her chubby way down the street, and i followed across the street after deciding to chase her down. i didn't want to repeat the previous mistake of not taking chances on the gross-er girls. but she vanished, in the dark. i missed it.
i told myself i would get three rejections this night. i knew i had to stop at more places. i had hit 5 spots about. on the way home, i see a girl at a tiny pizza corner place. she was counting money. i uturned and parked my car. it was after hours, 11 ish. the door was unlocked and i walked in. i ask her for ice in a watercup i had brought. she looks at me. she is a 5.8/10 white girl with nice long hair, but glasses and a asymmetric pale nose that widened along the base. first whitey! she said we dont have an ice machine. i say ok and turn to leave. i turn back and shes counting money again. i ask can i use your restroom? she turns to look at her boss around her shoulder who says no, sorry! i say oh.... ok....? with sass. i leave. i hop. i turn. i come back in. i ask her simply, do you want to get a cup of TEA with me? she is counting again. looking up, she looks at her boss again. i say i mean you, do you want to. she simply responds no thanks, i'm good. she's looking at me across the counter. i reply oh ok, sass gone, in a bashful voice, and shakily say bye as i leave through the door.
6/20
the trek continues. the pain continues. the thrills continue to come. i'm planning to hit smaller towns also
as i sit here and type away, i'm happy to have material to type about. i was eager to get back out there, thinking that all i need is one, perhaps two, maybe stretching it at 3 girls to keep me company in the loin dept. c:l So that small amount made me think that this could easily be worth the effort. after getting to an appointment to pick something up, i decided i would hit 10 stops, including gas stations. there just so happened to be one across the street. i drove in parked and walked into the quickie mart building. after being so used to seeing fat middle aged men man the registers in these establishments, i felt ecstatic to see a girl. no details on her face, it's explained well enough ltr.... i walk outside and pace in circles, listening to coldplay's viva la vida . i hop and pace, rubbing my hand under my armpit to warm it for the eventuality of a handshake. people in the quiet lot looked at me, but i didn't care. i took a deep breath and walked in and said hi before anything else. she gets up slowly out of her seat, with a bored almost pained expression at her situation.
she has earphones in one ear, she looks at me with lifeless blank-ousity. i mention i grabbed a treat nearby, and maybe she could enjoy it with me. she starts that smallest, slow smile i've seen once before. she says no, she's working.
later on i realized she thought i was asking her to do it then and there. i said, maybe we could do something else. she is smiling a bit wider and shakes her head saying i cant. her words sound unusually welcoming for such a phrase. i ask her if she has a boyfriend and she concurs. i say oh ok and jovially tell her how i was building up courage outside listening to coldplay. she smiles silently and a customer walks in. i say it's nice to meet you, and held out a hand. she takes it as i tell her my name. she says ok. i repeat my name, waiting for her name. she says ok again. i leave.
5/20
fastfoward 20 minutes. I'm now in a grocery store filled with latinas. i see one that looks thick, child bearable, in a loose thin dress tight around the middle. i tell myself the situation isn't as favorable as the miraculous gas station encounter before. i leave after telling myself different reasons not to.
i spend half an hour seeing urban life up close and personal for what felt like the first time. i saw old minority men yelling profanity at old women of different minorities. it was off putting... people were laying in the streets swaddled in cloth and swaggering in the street. i didn't want to be apart of this, i remembered thinking. the highlight was i saw a fat/chubby latina girl who squeezed into leggings. she wore uggs she was smooshing into the sidewalk pavement. she was on the cusp of no return, but not quite. she had a fat girl waddle, but she had a nice face. faces seem to be a forgiving part of a girl. she walked off the main road into a dark neighborhood street, with people talking in dim light. it wasn't dangerous, just dark. like do the right thing from spike lee, but without light. she kept on making her chubby way down the street, and i followed across the street after deciding to chase her down. i didn't want to repeat the previous mistake of not taking chances on the gross-er girls. but she vanished, in the dark. i missed it.
i told myself i would get three rejections this night. i knew i had to stop at more places. i had hit 5 spots about. on the way home, i see a girl at a tiny pizza corner place. she was counting money. i uturned and parked my car. it was after hours, 11 ish. the door was unlocked and i walked in. i ask her for ice in a watercup i had brought. she looks at me. she is a 5.8/10 white girl with nice long hair, but glasses and a asymmetric pale nose that widened along the base. first whitey! she said we dont have an ice machine. i say ok and turn to leave. i turn back and shes counting money again. i ask can i use your restroom? she turns to look at her boss around her shoulder who says no, sorry! i say oh.... ok....? with sass. i leave. i hop. i turn. i come back in. i ask her simply, do you want to get a cup of TEA with me? she is counting again. looking up, she looks at her boss again. i say i mean you, do you want to. she simply responds no thanks, i'm good. she's looking at me across the counter. i reply oh ok, sass gone, in a bashful voice, and shakily say bye as i leave through the door.
6/20
the trek continues. the pain continues. the thrills continue to come. i'm planning to hit smaller towns also
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08-11-2016, 01:16 AM
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08-11-2016, 01:27 AM
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im 12 wut is this
08-11-2016, 01:37 AM
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OP, just get on tinder ffs. approaching girls at a public/non social place will probably never work out. it's just too creepy.
Look, i know i don't really know you and all, and i know you probably hear this like everyday, but your just so perfect to me. The few hours we talked were really great even if the convo was stale, your really pretty and chill, and your country thats just perfect :'D i really dont know how to explain it, but i think i have feelings for you somehow. i never felt like this with someone i just met, but i felt the need to get it off my chest. sorry for being all weird just idk how to explain it D:
08-11-2016, 02:01 AM
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Originally Posted By awwchit2⏩
Lol stfu *******! OP is being true to the ways of old, it builds more confidence and makes for way better stories. OP keep doing what you're doing, you're doing good so far. Phukin lol'd at how many times you went out and came back in. Subbed for riveting tales of OP and ninja pics.OP, just get on tinder ffs. approaching girls at a public/non social place will probably never work out. it's just too creepy.
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08-11-2016, 01:35 PM
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you would get more positive responses by walking up to them and simply saying "hey, whatsup" than the bull**** autistic nonsense approach you are pulling.
asking a girl you've never met if she's single right away, is just you letting her know that she should reject your ass.
try taking it slow, and dont reveal your intentions right off the bat. get creative and for gods sake pick a better place to meet girls than at their place of work... go out to a bar like a normal person, go online, build a social circle. ****kkk its like some of you guys enjoy the rejection and humiliation...
come to think of it, i dont think ive ever asked a ONS if she was single... all i care about is if she's willing and ready to take dick. and people let you know that via body language
asking a girl you've never met if she's single right away, is just you letting her know that she should reject your ass.
try taking it slow, and dont reveal your intentions right off the bat. get creative and for gods sake pick a better place to meet girls than at their place of work... go out to a bar like a normal person, go online, build a social circle. ****kkk its like some of you guys enjoy the rejection and humiliation...
come to think of it, i dont think ive ever asked a ONS if she was single... all i care about is if she's willing and ready to take dick. and people let you know that via body language
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08-11-2016, 02:20 PM
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Holy fuk.
OP is this you?
http://i.imgur.com/AkxUpRe.mp4
http://i.imgur.com/DF0pEoO.mp4
http://i.imgur.com/n54cOJ5.mp4
OP you need a therapist man.
OP is this you?
http://i.imgur.com/AkxUpRe.mp4
http://i.imgur.com/DF0pEoO.mp4
http://i.imgur.com/n54cOJ5.mp4
OP you need a therapist man.
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08-11-2016, 02:31 PM
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is this real life?
08-11-2016, 02:36 PM
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You should probably start some small talk and at least bs for a couple minutes before just flat out asking if they're single. Actually just never ask that. Conversation goes well and ask if they want to grab a drink/hang out/whatever sometime
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08-11-2016, 02:50 PM
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Idk man if you're really wanting to lose the v card just go with an uglier girl and get it done, then the prettier girls won't sense any desperation.
Srs it just changes you haha
Srs it just changes you haha
08-11-2016, 03:00 PM
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brb sugarhole
brb feeling legato
fukkin lmao at everything ITT
this chit reads like an extremely beta version of American Psycho. Patrick Beta-man
brb feeling legato
fukkin lmao at everything ITT
this chit reads like an extremely beta version of American Psycho. Patrick Beta-man
08-11-2016, 03:02 PM
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Originally Posted By Gainsgladiator⏩
this.Idk man if you're really wanting to lose the v card just go with an uglier girl and get it done, then the prettier girls won't sense any desperation.
Srs it just changes you haha
Srs it just changes you haha
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08-11-2016, 03:45 PM
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Why don't you start with a different opener, just say hello and start a situational conversation instead of your first question asking if they're single?
But the main thing I have to ask is, why are you doing this stone cold sober in shops? Why not go to a bar? You'd definitely have success if you keep approaching in a bar.
But the main thing I have to ask is, why are you doing this stone cold sober in shops? Why not go to a bar? You'd definitely have success if you keep approaching in a bar.
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08-13-2016, 12:54 PM
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I went out again. This time to a town with half the pop density. And remarkably more girl opportunities. I see 11 of them thru out the night, ridiculously good numbers. I mean to approach 5. I see one girl cleaning up a restaurant that's other wise empty front of house
))) I walk in without thinking much when the opportunities are in unrefusable. I move in say hey I'm doing a challenge where I have to ask out four more girls to hang out. I smile at the empty tables while I walk up to her, her behind the front counter. I go so re you free sometime this week. She goes nooo with mirth. I ask oh you are taken? She started a smiling laughter and said she's little. I didn't hear her the first time so I went what? She goes I'm little. I understand now she's talking about her age. I say I thought because of the alcohol behind the counter you're handling... And she says no something something, still smiling. She has a nose piercing I later notice. I thought it was funny how she phrased that, so I laughed, bade her goodnight and she did the same.
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))) I walk in without thinking much when the opportunities are in unrefusable. I move in say hey I'm doing a challenge where I have to ask out four more girls to hang out. I smile at the empty tables while I walk up to her, her behind the front counter. I go so re you free sometime this week. She goes nooo with mirth. I ask oh you are taken? She started a smiling laughter and said she's little. I didn't hear her the first time so I went what? She goes I'm little. I understand now she's talking about her age. I say I thought because of the alcohol behind the counter you're handling... And she says no something something, still smiling. She has a nose piercing I later notice. I thought it was funny how she phrased that, so I laughed, bade her goodnight and she did the same.7/20
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08-13-2016, 01:44 PM
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Originally Posted By brieliever⏩
applause for trying, but try a different approach next time. You've mastered the hard part - walking up to her and starting a convo. Now we gotta work on what you're saying. There's a time to be direct (which is when you need to let them know you're not looking to be a gay best friend, but you want a visa to enter her sugar walls). Don't be so direct up front right away.I went out again. This time to a town with half the pop density. And remarkably more girl opportunities. I see 11 of them thru out the night, ridiculously good numbers. I mean to approach 5. I see one girl cleaning up a restaurant that's other wise empty front of house))) I walk in without thinking much when the opportunities are in unrefusable. I move in say hey I'm doing a challenge where I have to ask out four more girls to hang out. I smile at the empty tables while I walk up to her, her behind the front counter. I go so re you free sometime this week. She goes nooo with mirth. I ask oh you are taken? She started a smiling laughter and said she's little. I didn't hear her the first time so I went what? She goes I'm little. I understand now she's talking about her age. I say I thought because of the alcohol behind the counter you're handling... And she says no something something, still smiling. She has a nose piercing I later notice. I thought it was funny how she phrased that, so I laughed, bade her goodnight and she did the same.
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))) I walk in without thinking much when the opportunities are in unrefusable. I move in say hey I'm doing a challenge where I have to ask out four more girls to hang out. I smile at the empty tables while I walk up to her, her behind the front counter. I go so re you free sometime this week. She goes nooo with mirth. I ask oh you are taken? She started a smiling laughter and said she's little. I didn't hear her the first time so I went what? She goes I'm little. I understand now she's talking about her age. I say I thought because of the alcohol behind the counter you're handling... And she says no something something, still smiling. She has a nose piercing I later notice. I thought it was funny how she phrased that, so I laughed, bade her goodnight and she did the same.7/20
So like this restaurant girl, you could have started by asking what's good to try on the menu, or what she recommends because you're new in town. Then work from there and eventually close with something like, I'll like to see you again sometime. What's your schedule like? What's your #, let's stay in touch etc.
So again, you're doing great! But get your "opponent" to come out and play before you start hitting your direct attacks.
Keep up the good word, bro. I'm hoping you get your dink wet by the time the year ends. I know you can do it!!!
08-13-2016, 01:48 PM
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08-13-2016, 01:56 PM
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08-13-2016, 02:27 PM
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Originally Posted By PathToSage⏩
Strong username to thread content.in on this.
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