Square721BT wrote:Mmm, tacos in a fresh cotten tube. I can almost taste 'em.
Me too, more's the pity. [spoiler]Vainly tries to pick a non-existant piece of cotton fuzz out of his mouth...[/spoiler]
dogmeat wrote:You could have asked her out?
Square721BT wrote:Too-Much-Coffee Mistress wrote:Square721BT wrote:I need to make Square's Sock Tacos.
Do I even want to know?
Step 1: Go to taco bell, taco John's, or anywhere where tacos can be purchased cheaply in bulk.
Step 2: Slide, still wrapped, into a sock, preferably clean.
Step 3: Give to your friends.
Square721BT wrote:dogmeat wrote:You could have asked her out?
I'm 23 going on 24 and very realistic. I know very well when a woman's out of my league, and I know that such adjectives as "cute" and "pleasant" put her in the magical land of the sunset isles.
No, it's just that she brightened up my day a lot. I don't really get treated as a normal human being very much, much less treated pleasantly and offered a bit of enjoyable conversation, so when it happens, I like to reward it. I just never though of a decent way to reward it.
Square721BT wrote:Your sports analogy goes over my American head.
I'll say this: When women say no to me, they do so
drastically, by not talking to me for years, or faking their suicide. When they say yes, they do things like cheating on my continuously with their best friend (we've known eachother forever, and I feel bad for him, so it doesn't really count) then ask for a break and come back and are engaged and then they tell their creditors that I'll pay all their bills while they disappear.
I don't want a girlfriend any more. I am very happy with "being treated decently," and really am not looking for anything beyond that for a very, very long time. I'm done.
dogmeat wrote:I don't think she was the sleepy round type, but anyway. AIDS is no laughing matter.
Square721BT wrote: I don't really get treated as a normal human being very much, much less treated pleasantly and offered a bit of enjoyable conversation
Too-Much-Coffee Mistress wrote:I didn't get a chance to talk to them a whole lot, but you certainly seem to have surrounded yourself with a decent bunch; and for whatever it's worth, I enjoyed your company...
Square721BT wrote:Anwyays, if you wouldn't wish AIDS on your ex, you and I have had markably different experiences with them.
Square721BT wrote:The problem comes when you try to branch out from that. Say Jake and I want to play some Crystal Chronicles, and Megan and Chris are in dick mode. Who do we get? We've been through all the gamers at work, and they say they'll come, and then mysteriously cancel. We just have no ability to branch out past that.
Even more than that, it's just the general people you meet. The chicks that run away from you for no reason in department stores. The parents who gather their kids up when you go outside. The cashiers that won't look you in the eye and touch the money you hand them like it's somehow fucking soiled. Then snickers and whispers and badly-concealed comments you get behind your back when you're walking down the street. The fucking cop that pulls you over almost every fucking time you enter the city limits of Waunakee. I'm just sick of all these people, people who treat me like I'm subhuman. What the fuck is it? Is it just that I'm fat? I don't get it!
Square721BT wrote:Luminaire wrote:I concur. You should move to New York, and bring Jake.
You would like it here. It's not as rude as you think in my area. Well, sort of.
Heh, that's not a bad thought. But I thought you hated Long Island?
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