The Squid King
Spineless Tyrant
- Joined
- Jan 6, 2002
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...that they can get any guy into bed.
Example:
I have a date with this girl, she is not my type, but she is my style of girl. I pick her up in the big black Bimmer. She smells wonderful. I have no particular plans for the evening, so we do what she wants. We go out to dinner at a wonderful little italian place on third street. We go to a few bars and finish our evening at a nightclub. I pay for just about everything. (I try to be a gentlemen.) We get back in the car to figure out what to do next, and when we get in she doesn't smell that good anymore. All that dancing mixed with alchohol made her a little ripe, which is a huge turn-off for me. So I offer to take her back to her apartment. She accepts, we go there, and she invites me in. I graciously decline the invitation, and go home, happy.
The next day our mutual friend calls,(The one who set this whole thing up) and asks if I'm gay or prude or something. She is quite upset. She was saying that the girl I went out with through herself at me and I said no and bolted out of there. I calmed her down and said it was nothing like that. (I didn't want to tell her the real reason)
I mean where do these girls get off, thinking that I'm just going to jump at the first piece of ass that comes down the pipe. (Edited as an inappropriate dislpay of anger)
Example:
I have a date with this girl, she is not my type, but she is my style of girl. I pick her up in the big black Bimmer. She smells wonderful. I have no particular plans for the evening, so we do what she wants. We go out to dinner at a wonderful little italian place on third street. We go to a few bars and finish our evening at a nightclub. I pay for just about everything. (I try to be a gentlemen.) We get back in the car to figure out what to do next, and when we get in she doesn't smell that good anymore. All that dancing mixed with alchohol made her a little ripe, which is a huge turn-off for me. So I offer to take her back to her apartment. She accepts, we go there, and she invites me in. I graciously decline the invitation, and go home, happy.
The next day our mutual friend calls,(The one who set this whole thing up) and asks if I'm gay or prude or something. She is quite upset. She was saying that the girl I went out with through herself at me and I said no and bolted out of there. I calmed her down and said it was nothing like that. (I didn't want to tell her the real reason)
I mean where do these girls get off, thinking that I'm just going to jump at the first piece of ass that comes down the pipe. (Edited as an inappropriate dislpay of anger)
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