teruterubozu
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Fight for Freeform said:I would never demean myself to ask a girl out. THEY are supposed to be asking YOU out.
They'll have to pick a number and when their turn comes up, give them a call.
That's right, there's supposed to be a ****ing lineup for you.
:lolJohn_B said:Damn, what a cold bitch. Tell me you at least responded "Okay, see ya later ICE!" or something.
teruterubozu said:eeeewww? Wow. Are you a mouth-breather perhaps?
Borci88 said:
teruterubozu said:eeeewww? Wow. Are you a mouth-breather perhaps?
GSG Flash said:Umm, how would she know this unless she kissed him? Unless you mean that he breathed so hard through his mouth that she felt the breeze, even though I haven't ever met a person like this.
SlackMage said:and she responded. "eww." i'm never gonna ask a girl out ever again!
Joe Molotov said:She didn't say "ewwww", she said "mooooovers" as in she needed some to move all her stuff over to your house immediately.
PantherLotus said:so is there not a satruday night drunk thread? cause i am.![]()
He's early.Kevtones said:its tuesday
SlackMage said:it still hurt my feelings
AniHawk said:He's early.
davepoobond said:kinda the same thing happened with me -- knew a girl form my bio lab class that seemed to like me at least in some way (as a friend or whatever), and we were partners for most of the labs in class. i asked her out to a movie later on, and she said she was busy 2 weekends in a row...so i dropped it. they were some lame excuses like "i'm going to my parents house" and "i'm doing a social event at the dorms"
yeahhhhh...............not exactly an "ewww" but may as well have been.
Bud said:thats even worse
i still love you dave
Bud said:was she hot?
Bud said:was this before or after you became the ultimate-cassier?![]()
AniHawk said:Way back in sixth grade there was this girl who was a friend of mine. She sat next to me in class. Sometimes she'd have bad days (other girls were mean to her- probably jealous that she was so well-endowed), and I'd cheer her up. She was the only girl until then that had laughed at my jokes. She was funny too, but she was also smart, nice, and well... pretty.
So one day it's me, her, and another friend of ours who was infatuated with Lara Croft (so much that he brought the latest EGM to drool over during recess). They start talking about who likes who. He says Lara Croft (obviously). Then they turn to me. For some reason I just didn't make up shit. Once she asked if I liked someone in the class it was A) either admit I liked her or B) start a rumor that I liked someone else. So the two of them start rattling off the names of girls in our class and she narrows it down to herself. Man. The look in her eyes. It was like I had killed a family member right in front of her or something. She didn't say anything for the rest of the day, and I didn't even attempt to see her for the rest of the week.
Not long after, she tells her friends about my crush on her, and they come up to me and ask why I liked her. Again, being honest, I just start naming the specifics: that she was smart, funny, nice, etc... Then they start pussyfooting around something and I figure out that they thought I liked her because she had big breasts which was completely not the case (didn't even register in my head back then). She must've been very insecure about her body back then. A year later, my sister saw her at the school for some reason, and wrote a little note to me plus her phone number. Never saw her again though.
davepoobond said:what a lovely story.
SlackMage said:and she responded. "eww." i'm never gonna ask a girl out ever again!
davepoobond said:is it bs?
When I was a little kid, I was playing hide and seek with my baby sitter. I was... I don't know... 8ish? Well as my hiding spot I climbed inside the dryer and closed the door.
Yup
So the baby sitter comes in and hears me inside of the dryer. And being the smart bastard that he is, he thinks it would be hilarious to turn it on.
That was *not* fun.
So what's the story behind your picture? I hope your friend didn't have to live through my same nightmare of an experience.
Um who exactly are you? Do I know you? Do I want to know you? If so could you give me any good reasons why because quite frankly you kind of freak me out...creep me out more so...
AniHawk said:Way back in sixth grade there was this girl who was a friend of mine. She sat next to me in class. Sometimes she'd have bad days (other girls were mean to her- probably jealous that she was so well-endowed), and I'd cheer her up. She was the only girl until then that had laughed at my jokes. She was funny too, but she was also smart, nice, and well... pretty.
So one day it's me, her, and another friend of ours who was infatuated with Lara Croft (so much that he brought the latest EGM to drool over during recess). They start talking about who likes who. He says Lara Croft (obviously). Then they turn to me. For some reason I just didn't make up shit. Once she asked if I liked someone in the class it was A) either admit I liked her or B) start a rumor that I liked someone else. So the two of them start rattling off the names of girls in our class and she narrows it down to herself. Man. The look in her eyes. It was like I had killed a family member right in front of her or something. She didn't say anything for the rest of the day, and I didn't even attempt to see her for the rest of the week.
Not long after, she tells her friends about my crush on her, and they come up to me and ask why I liked her. Again, being honest, I just start naming the specifics: that she was smart, funny, nice, etc... Then they start pussyfooting around something and I figure out that they thought I liked her because she had big breasts which was completely not the case (didn't even register in my head back then). She must've been very insecure about her body back then. A year later, my sister saw her at the school for some reason, and wrote a little note to me plus her phone number. Never saw her again though.
SlackMage said:and she responded. "eww." i'm never gonna ask a girl out ever again!
Yeah, one of my good friends is a very handsome, muscular guy and he's been burned so many times by girls who either only liked him for his looks (but didn't know it, thought they liked him but the incompatabilities came through eventually) or assumed things about him just because of the way he looks (he's not a jock, he's very artistic). Though, now he's engaged, so I guess he found someone eventually. Those must be some weird problems to have, I'd imagine almost no one would sympathize and it'd be hard to talk about without sounding conceited.AniHawk said:I thought this thread could use a pick-me-up.
ForzaItalia said:You don't ask girls out....you tell them you're taking them out....
brocke said:the more i read forza's posts and the way he writes the more i believe he is some badass women magnet. we all must read every word from him as if it were the bible.