Don't forget to pack some flowers, some wine, three condoms, a towel, a shovel and a handful of roofies.

I know how to romance the ladies.

fishy wrote:

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Don't forget to pack some flowers, some wine, three condoms, a towel, a shovel and a handful of roofies.

I know how to romance the ladies.

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 No Butter? If there's one thing I know how to do when I have the mojo going, is to act like a real smooth and debonair mutha. We're talkin Miller Lite smooth. All it takes is a piece of pipe insulation roughly 8-12" long stuck in the front of your pants, snaking it's way down to your knee and a pair of exceptionally tight pants.

Resistance is futile.

-Chris

So the date is officially over. Didn't really hit it off. SHE seemed more content to just be friends, which I'm cool with (cause I'm a nice guy with big guns). The only problem with the whole night was we sort of double dated and the guy I brought along was trying to "ease the awkardness" by talking the whole damn time which I wasn't cool with. So it took away from some personal time JESSICA and I could have had.

Moral of the story... don't double date.

-LonelyInSeattle

*I purposely didn't eat anything to avoid the chicken farts, but halfway through the evening my stomach started to demand food quite loudly. It scored me some cute points though, so mission accomplished.

-- Edited by Ruo at 02:44, 2007-06-26

I think the problem was that she wasn't a ho.


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