Originally posted by Lumanix
Uh, I think the moral of the story is she was a lieing ***** and got what she deserved because liars earn that shit 😊
Hardly, how the hell did you and Mr Chauvinist come to the conclusion she was lying, anyway? She could have been telling the truth and if he'd had a little more gumption he might have decided to go back once she'd finished celebrating her birthday. But he immediately figured she was a lying b!tch because he couldn't take the rejection. Pathetic.
Originally posted by XNavyXSEALX
Stalker... 😐
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Originally posted by Syren
😆I think, in retrospect, you'll come to the conclusion that you're the stuck up one in this scenario. Why would you be so confident she'd say yes? Couldn't there possibly be some other reason she was denying your advances? Save for the obvious, she just didn't fancy you, did it ever cross your mind that maybe she had a boyfriend or was seeing someone and wanted to let you down as gently as possible? Maybe, in this instance, she was the one being mature and polite, while you are the arrogant ass 🙂
Haha, don't be offended or think I'm just another stuck up chick, I hate those types. But if you do yourself a favour and read through what you've written whilst seeing it from another perspective, you might see what I mean.
Originally posted by Syren
Hardly, how the hell did you and Mr Chauvinist come to the conclusion she was lying, anyway? She could have been telling the truth and if he'd had a little more gumption he might have decided to go back once she'd finished celebrating her birthday. But he immediately figured she was a lying b!tch because he couldn't take the rejection. Pathetic.
Originally posted by Jen'ari'Save his feelings' my ass, she did it to avoid feeling guilty for hurting his feelings momentarily.
And, so what? She was lying to save his feeling Lumanix. Plus, he really didn't put her in her place. She was probably laughing at him, I know I am.
Originally posted by Syren
Hardly, how the hell did you and Mr Chauvinist come to the conclusion she was lying, anyway? She could have been telling the truth and if he'd had a little more gumption he might have decided to go back once she'd finished celebrating her birthday. But he immediately figured she was a lying b!tch because he couldn't take the rejection. Pathetic.
Because we're god. That's how we know.
No really, I am just used to women who lie in a rejection, because pretty much all do. 🙂 Unfortunately, if he had any intelligence he would immeadiately assume the woman is a lieing ***** for being Human.
Originally posted by Syren
Probably, and quite feasibly, both to save his feelings and hers? He blatantly couldn't handle it.
Bullshyte. Like I've NEVER been rejected before. If she had busted out with the "boyfriend" card I would have just gone to my "do you know who I am?" card. Works like a charm every time. When I say that they look at me like they've seen me on tv or somewhere before and curiously ask "who?" and I just smile and say "never mind" and chuckle and walk away. That leaves them stammering like "WAIT! I could have gone out with someone famous! Dammit!" Works every fukken time, trust me 😆
Originally posted by General PetersYou're going to get rejected. ^^
Bullshyte. Like I've NEVER been rejected before. If she had busted out with the "boyfriend" card I would have just gone to my "do you know who I am?" card. Works like a charm every time. When I say that they look at me like they've seen me on tv or somewhere before and curiously ask "who?" and I just smile and say "never mind" and chuckle and walk away. That leaves them stammering like "WAIT! I could have gone out with someone famous! Dammit!" Works every fukken time, trust me 😆
Originally posted by General Peters
How did this country turn into this.....chicks these days who can't get enough of loser dudes with pierced noses and goth gear, or fukken blacks with gold teeth and pantyhose on their damn heads. Perfectly normal, right?
racist and generalizing at the same time! firefirefireph
Originally posted by General Peters
Bullshyte. Like I've NEVER been rejected before. If she had busted out with the "boyfriend" card I would have just gone to my "do you know who I am?" card. Works like a charm every time. When I say that they look at me like they've seen me on tv or somewhere before and curiously ask "who?" and I just smile and say "never mind" and chuckle and walk away. That leaves them stammering like "WAIT! I could have gone out with someone famous! Dammit!" Works every fukken time, trust me 😆
You've got the most adorable perspective. Talk about taking being into yourself to another level. When a woman says she's got a boyfriend she's either (usually) telling the truth or she just doesn't find you attractive. If it's the former she deserves respect for being faithful, if it's the latter you should count yourself lucky she hasn't laughed so hard she's on the floor. Seriously, you might find this hard to believe, but not every female is going to find you as mind-blowingly stunning as you obviously find yourself 🙂
Originally posted by General Peters
One evening a week or so ago, I was taking out the trash and then walked around the block. I shuffled my feet and came around the block and I saw some chick coming out of one of the duplexes that are near my crib. I straightened up my posture and puffed out my chest some and saw that she was carrying a tub of something.
Ah, fukken recycling. So I said, "make sure you separate the Heinekins from the Amstel Lights....they get pretty pissed down at the recycling plant if you don't" We had a good chuckle and that was about it. I strolled on like I didn't have time for her.
I saw her get into her small little white car and head out.
Well, Yesterday during my break I grabbed some Subway and went back to my crib and ate, and then thought to myself, "I'll go and knock on her door and ask her out!" Her car was there so I did a few quick squats and pelvic stretches, checked my look in the mirror and squeezed my nuts while grunting, "Sack up, you pussy!"
I rolled out and ....well, no need to go to her door. There she was, checking her mail in her little box outside. I strolled up and said, "Excuse me..." Blone, short hair and not quite that hot....more fair skinned no doubt.Not AS hot as she looked in the dark, but still ample an ass enough for the G Honk. I made quick conversation with her (her name was Kasey) before busting into asking her to a local shrimp shack for lunch today.
And then the bullshit ensued....
"Well, my birthday is Saturday...so my friends are taking me out tomorrow afternoon."
"How about tomorrow night?"
"Well, I got family taking out tomorrow night, too, so...."
before I could say anything else she said, "And on SATurday...some other friends of mine are taking me out to eat for the evening.."I could see where this was going. I have the nads to walk up and ask for a date in a gentlemen-like fashion, and she returns the favor by lying like a little whore.
I reached onto the top of the mailboxes and grabbed a JCPenny catalog that was lying on top with some other coupons and stuff. On the cover were some hotties modeling summer gear, and I was sure there were some pics of B model swimsuit bitches.
I grabbed it and rolled it up and said, "So it sounds like 'Take Kasey Out For Her Birthday Weekend,' I guess," I said smiling like a pussbag, just taking it in the ass as she made quick work of me and shooed me off.
She said, "Yeah...it's like EVERYBODY'S trying to celebrate my birthday at the same time this weekend."I looked at her blankly while lightly batting the rolled up JC Penny Spankalog in my palm, and said , "And you know why that is, Kasey?"
she said, "why?"
I smiled sarcastically, turned around and took a couple steps as if I was walking away, and then turned my head around and squinted my eyes and said,
"Because you're just so ****ing special."Dead silence.
I just walked away and she had nothing to say at all.
WAR making ingrate, snotty childish bitches THINK for a second that life isn't all about them. WAR the days of yore when women were thrilled to have a handsome gentleman caller ask to court them.
I'll find out where she works and watch her place of employment crumble in due time because of the karma.
And if it doesn't, Proctor and I will just egg her fukken duplex.
Oot
Your post makes me 🙁 And not because I pity you.