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Asathor
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Not sure why you didn't think of an excuse to go with the got girls to get booze.
I think they left him behind to hook him up with one of these 250+ girls, you know, so he can have some alone time with her
Not sure why you didn't think of an excuse to go with the got girls to get booze.
Not sure why you didn't think of an excuse to go with the got girls to get booze.
Gotta hand it to the womenz, they know how to play the game and they play it well. They literally have our balls in a vice at times
Ok,if anybody laughs,I will sulk.many years ago I was working in a hospital,a new nurse starts and I like her.she dresses a bit different and dyes her hair,but I'm cool with that.so after a few weeks of talking we're getting on well.so we arrange a date,she lived on her own in a house.so we go out have a few drinks,and have a good time. I'll admit I had a fair bit to drink,which as we all know makes us think we're the bomb.so we go back to her place,have a few more drinks and start getting friendly. After a bit of this she says let's go to the bedroom an I'm like cool. By the time we get to her room I'm nearly naked,we go in to her room and there's this thing above the bed.like I said I've had a fair bit to drink and am feeling brave and cocky,so I ask,what the hell is that,she looks at it and with out missing a beat says a restraining device. So not wanting to appears pussy I don't run for it like I should have.shes like,your not put off by this are you,and good old beer bravery says for me,nah it's cool. She's like do you mind if we try a few different things out,I agreed.stupidly,how was I supposed to know she was heavily into the fetish scene,and a Domm.so yes I did end up stuck in the device and a few other things happened that I can't say here.we saw each each other for a year and a half and she took me to some very interesting clubs that I didn't know existed.
I can't remember the last time I laughed harder than I did after reading this. How did the girl know your friend was the pooper and not herself?A few years ago a friend of mine went home with this girl that he met at a club. He woke up in the middle of the night, felt that something was off and soon found out that he had shit himself in his sleep. Now panicking, he took her underwear while she was sleeping and smeared the shit on it and bits and pieces (im lmao right now thinking about this) on her buttcheek and surrounding area trying to put the blame on her and then quietly sneaked out.
I almost died when he told me lol, it made me laugh so hard my heart literally hurt. But I wasn't sure if he was making it up or not.
A week later we are out for a few beers and the same girl walks in with a friend of hers..I will never forget his face when he realised who just came in lol! They had instant eye contact, it was glorious. She came over pissed as hell and started making a scene yelling "you fucking psycho, why did you do that?! You disgusting pos" and my favorite "you smeared shit on my ass!" which made me burst out laughing so fucking hard for some reason. We called him shitbreak for like 6 months after that, and I still got him saved as shitbreak on my phone.
Fin
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It's funny now, when it happened not so much. She was obsessed with me for like four months after and once in awhile still tries to talk to me.
I had set up an internet date with this Spanish girl to meet for lunch at a french restaurant near the university.
I arrive on time and end up waiting about 15 mins for her to arrive. When she finally gets there I am pretty irritated and am thinking about cancelling. She gets out of her car and the girl is smoking hot. She is 5'5', thin, with long black hair that came to the middle of her back.
She marches up to me and offers her hand for me to shake. This usually turns me off but I thought what the hell and we went inside.
Lunch is going well until the waiter briskly walks past our table and I am blasted with an intense aroma of B.O. I am really surprised that this waiter has such bad hygiene. The restaurant was by no means a dive.
The lunch passes and every time the waiter walks past I am again blasted by this BO. It so overwhelmingly bad that it is starting to ruin the date. I am thinking of how I should deal with this....Do i talk to the manager? Do I just leave?
I am thinking about this when she lifts her arm to brush back her hair when this BO just about overtakes me. The BO is coming from this girl! As she lifts her arm I see an INSANE amount of underarm hair pointed directly at me. The whole dinner I had not even paid attention to the hair as at a glance it looked like the bottoms of her hair was just showing from behind her arms.
NOPE!
The girl looked like she had one of those troll dolls in a headlock.
As we are leaving she moved in to hug me goodbye. I ended up giving her an awkward hi-five to squeezed hand and never saw her again.
the mlp party plan is going as bad as possible but hopefully things change
I'm sitting on a couch of 250+ girls watching this bullshit while the hot ones went out to get liquor
fucking things from the real world can go just as bad as these online dating stories
i better get a 3way out if this, because for the past 30 min, I've been watching my little pony with this girl translating the show
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drew a complete blank (apart from watersports) so googled "air mattress sex".
is it cause she likes to live in suspense of the 'pop'?
i honestly think that online dating is a waste of time and money.
even if you end up meeting a great girl, she will probably continue to have an online profile, and some other dude will begin to contact her, and she'll try him out to see if he's better. in time, she'll find someone else to replace you.
i think it's better to find women, "in the real world", where you meet them and all your questions about what they look like, how they are as people, etc. are answered, so you don't waste your time hoping that someone ends up being the way you'd like.
So this isn't really a first 'date...' but it's a horror story nonetheless.
Back in October, I broke up with my girlfriend and went on a little bit of a bender for the weekend. Hooked up with some girls that I wish I could forget about... So I'm happy when I catch this really pretty girl looking at me while i'm having lunch at this pizza place downtown. I'm just about to go talk to her, when she comes up to me and does the whole it's really crowded over at the other end of the bar, do you mind if I sit here. I tell her absolutely. We get to talking and her personality is just as great as she looks and i'm really having a good time. I find out she's a paralegal, she went to college at my school, ect. So then she suggests we grab some more drinks at a place nearby. I'm definitely down so we head over... After a few hours of hanging out we're both pretty drunk and she goes Look I don't mean to be forward and I don't usually do this, but would you like to come hang out at my place for a bit... So I have this very pretty, funny, normal, educated girl asking me back to have sex... Great right?
Well, that's when shit got real...
She told me she lived right near by but we end up walking for like 15 minutes to this ridiculously dumpy apartment in a shadier part of Downtown. So we walk in and she takes me down the side stairs into this basement that looked like something out of a Steven King Novel. We walk up to her door, she opens it... and hollllly shit.
I've watched a ton of horror movies in my life... but this place had to be the creepiest thing I've ever seen. I walk in and there's like white doll masks mounted on the wall (there was even a horse mask,) it was bainted black with purple velvet drapes everywhere, the windows were all spraypained black, there were black candles everywhere, and just tons of other creepy shit everywhere. I was stunned. At first I kind of laughed and was like "Uhhh, are you in the theatre or something?" She just smiled and gave me a non-chalant, "No..." No explanation, nothing... So I'm freaking out a little and I ask her if I could use her bathroom. She points down the hall and in this cheerful voice says it's to your right at the end of the hall.
I start walking down the hall and couldn't believe what I was seeing. The ceiling kept getting smaller as I went down the hall and each room was just filled with dolls and strange costumes and masks... I passed her bed room which was just this little closet type room with a bed taking up the whole space and a lightbulb. I mean, this place was like something out of a straight up Horror Movie.
I come back out in disbelief and asked her if she had a roomate or something that was in the theatre and got the same response... "Nope." With this creepy smile. I kept thinking, Ok anytime now someone's gonna pop outta the closet with a knife and a mask and just kill the shit out of me...
End up sexing her anyways and even that was so creepy I just couldn't keep my dick up. I didn't even finish. I just kinda stopped when she asked me to go down on her... And was like, Well, I'll see ya later. The scariest part about all of it was the fact that she was so cute and normal... and then boom, 180.
I still get the chills thinking about it. Who the fuck has a horse mask mounted on their wall?!
Perhaps I didn't do a good job explaining it... This place made Buffalo Bill's basement look like a god-damn 5 star hotel... It was by far the creepiest place i'd ever seen. IRL, on movies... anywhere.
And to make matters worse, she got really weird and refused to acknowledge how creepy the situation was when I kept indirectly asking her wtf was going on...
It reminded me of the movie Tomcats where the guy picks up that mousey librarian and goes back to her place only to find out she was this dominatrix. Except it was way creepier.
Decided to ask my friend's wife's sister out on a date back in the early 90's. We had Mexican food and I ordered the bean plate special since I was kinda strapped for cash at the time.
Got back to my friends house where she rented a room and low and behold her parents and older brother were there visiting. I sit on the big leather couch next to her and suddenly my stomach starts to rumbles and groan. There is no stopping the gas that is forming in my bowels so I try to cover the noise by scooting my ass on the couch...It kinda covers the noise but unfortunately the smell can't be concealed.
I excuse myself to the bathroom which is a total of about five feet away from where they are all sitting. I turn on the water faucet to full power hoping the running water just might cover up what I know is coming. I sit on the pot and carefully try to pass the conglomeration that has formed in my guts but it's of no use.... I blast out the loudest most obnoxious cacophony of rectal contents you could imagine.
From outside I hear her father say, "What the hell?" and her brother laughing while the mother said, "Shhhh you will hurt his feelings."
Knowing the gig was up I just plowed on through the rest of my dump knowing that any dignity I might have had was gone. The exiting of the bathroom was the biggest walk of shame I have ever taken and once I had returned to my seat the stench decided to follow me out like an old loyal dog.
It was our first and last date.