Calling the Sexperts
Poll: Calling the Sexperts
Total Members Polled: 566
Discussion
Mobsta said:
Well fellas, Of the 350 votes, only 1% presumed her innocence.
Must admit, I voted blasphemous-devil-fornicator myself.
She called back, and I was all set to peel back her mask Scooby Doo ending style, and reveal Old Man Smithers from the Carnival Ride, playing the Phantom Message DoppleShagger Villan. But it didnt happen like that.
Ergo, I have what is presumably bad news - she's just a regular gal.
Foreign and forward enough to leave a note like that.
So she's got a date for next week sometime.
Shame on me, for thinking like that.
And shame on the neighbours, for setting her up with me![hehe](/inc/images/hehe.gif)
As you were.
Hurrah! Nuts deep in foreign guts by next week.Must admit, I voted blasphemous-devil-fornicator myself.
She called back, and I was all set to peel back her mask Scooby Doo ending style, and reveal Old Man Smithers from the Carnival Ride, playing the Phantom Message DoppleShagger Villan. But it didnt happen like that.
Ergo, I have what is presumably bad news - she's just a regular gal.
Foreign and forward enough to leave a note like that.
So she's got a date for next week sometime.
Shame on me, for thinking like that.
And shame on the neighbours, for setting her up with me
![hehe](/inc/images/hehe.gif)
As you were.
PD9 said:
I was the only one to vote - regular girl! Get in! Well done fella ![wink](/inc/images/wink.gif)
Well done Sir ![wink](/inc/images/wink.gif)
![smile](/inc/images/smile.gif)
Steve Evil said:
Mobsta said:
Well fellas, Of the 350 votes, only 1% presumed her innocence.
Must admit, I voted blasphemous-devil-fornicator myself.
She called back, and I was all set to peel back her mask Scooby Doo ending style, and reveal Old Man Smithers from the Carnival Ride, playing the Phantom Message DoppleShagger Villan. But it didnt happen like that.
Ergo, I have what is presumably bad news - she's just a regular gal.
Foreign and forward enough to leave a note like that.
So she's got a date for next week sometime.
Shame on me, for thinking like that.
And shame on the neighbours, for setting her up with me![hehe](/inc/images/hehe.gif)
As you were.
Hurrah! Nuts deep in foreign guts by next week.Must admit, I voted blasphemous-devil-fornicator myself.
She called back, and I was all set to peel back her mask Scooby Doo ending style, and reveal Old Man Smithers from the Carnival Ride, playing the Phantom Message DoppleShagger Villan. But it didnt happen like that.
Ergo, I have what is presumably bad news - she's just a regular gal.
Foreign and forward enough to leave a note like that.
So she's got a date for next week sometime.
Shame on me, for thinking like that.
And shame on the neighbours, for setting her up with me
![hehe](/inc/images/hehe.gif)
As you were.
![hehe](/inc/images/hehe.gif)
But she was talking about meeting up one afternoon
![sleep](/inc/images/sleep.gif)
And wasnt as confident sounding as I remembered. So I'm not holding my breath for an afternoon post-coffee bonking.
A sober date might work better though. Last weeks date was an absolute stunner, a drop dead gorgeous posh Surrey girl. Possibly the prettiest girl Ive ever dated, and out of my league I felt.
I had her laughing constantly all night, a terrific sign, and confidently strolled her into the cordoned off lush table area at a private party, then later challenged the guest list guy Ferris Bueller style, by getting up to visually steal a party name from his checklist. I felt like the man! So we began drinking strong cocktails together in earnest. One accidentally smashed glass later, things starting going downhill.
It was several winebars further into town, after I realised I was wearing my napkin on my head, that I suggested we go explore the local bomb shelter, which we did. Later I could hardly stand, and remember feeling like a 4-armed washing line spinning around in a gale, trying to dance on the stage of the club we ended up in, which is where I think I lost my leather jacket, as well as her after the room just lost its focus and visual clarity of its own accord.
Still hideously drunk the following morning, I evolved a joke Id received from another girl via text, into a message which stated that she would be very happy with me long term, because I was the only man alive who had a chocolate penis which ejaculated puppies, new shoes and money on demand.
I haven't heard from her since, which was absolutely gutting, as Id been trying to that date up for months.
lawrence567 said:
How do you know she's not a hooker?
Did you ask her directly if she was a hooker/escort?
If you did'nt then how would you know?
Absolutely positively 100% normal. A tad shy at first, said she couldnt believe she had left the note either. There is no question in my mind.Did you ask her directly if she was a hooker/escort?
If you did'nt then how would you know?
speedy_thrills said:
paulmurr said:
Nail her anyway.
No. Stay up all night discussing your feelings, previous relationships, future plans etc. ![hehe](/inc/images/hehe.gif)
What did you think he was going to do?
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