And yes, the hotter the woman, the higher the tolerance. Right up to the point when you become the crazy one.
That is what is called the no go zone.
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Exactly. Friday night after work I usually stop at my favorite place on the way home. It's relatively close to my house and I know the owners.
Weekend before, I met a girl and talked briefly to her. Insanely hot, full sleeve on her left arm and I could tell just a little off.
Eating and drinking a few nights ago and I didn't notice she walked in. She finally came over and said, "Hi Mike, we're you going to say hi to me and come over?"
She had glasses on and I honestly didn't recognize her for a second. "Hi Melanie."
She stood there for about 15 seconds and I got the vibe. One hand on her hip, one foot turned slightly sideways. Wait, I just met you last weekend and only talked to you for a few minutes.
Off she went and sat down at a table. Barmaid told me she kept turning around and looking at me. Didn't feel like doing crazy that night.
So yes Frayed, if you see her again, don't even acknowledge her.
I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I'm not.
Not much has changed over the years.
While in High school, I went to an away football game about 10 miles from our school.
I had noticed one of the other schools cheerleaders during the game and said hi to her and smiled. She asked me to stay for the dance.
At the dance, I danced all the dances with her, fast and slow. I was getting pretty "chummy" with her, especially during the slow dances.
At one point she asked not to dance for one dance. I said sure and she excused herself and headed for the restroom.
She was gone a long time and I finally noticed her talking to another guy. She then came back and asked to dance again. I asked who that was and she said her steady boyfriend. WTF?
Evidently, he did not dance and she loved to dance. She then asked me to go with a group to eat. I asked if her boyfriend was going and she said why yes.
Yeah, lots of crazy women...I now have a non-crazy woman.
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I'm not going to have a great time with this divorced thing am I?
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And here I thought I was the only one...
I've been known to be walking from A to B at work and suddenly break out in the giggles because I thought of or remembered something that amused me. That little quirk has garnered me some exceedingly strange looks.
Once or twice per year I'll get an inkling to go to a bar. After I am there for 20 minutes or so I am reminded of why I do not go to bars very often. There are some seriously fucked up people that go to bars...Both women and men. I just find the entire bar experience depressing.
Quite the contrary, you can have a great time with it. If it doesn't kill you...it makes you stronger.
Seriously, I've been divorced 4 years and at age 45 I have some can't believe this shit stories. It's been a roller coaster and I haven't found the right combination of hot and crazy, but I haven't given up yet. Met some on internet dating, and some through chat apps.
It's true, men's value increases with age - keep in decent shape, keep a decent job, stay alive, no drugs, no criminal record, and you're more desirable. Think aged whisky.
For women, it's a lot rougher. Middle-aged, overweight, divorced, in debt, 3 kids, looking for Prince Charming with a nice paycheck to subsidize them? Sorry you should have figured out how to stay married...
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This to a T. Large majority are looking for a sugar daddy to pay for their chirrins from another man who wont pay for them.
No thanks, not remotely interested in that anymore.
I'm Rick James.
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