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Take your ritalin.

I just DP'd the forum. OOps.

That's true, however, the odds are greatly reduced. And, qualification insures the likelihood of exposure to ills is reduced even further. Without the vehicle that is qualification, "dating" is nothing more than sportƒucking. When the sport of it is gone, then what else do you have to show...

Night club cover charges. Cost of drinks. Chinese made contraceptives. Warts. Herpes. False rape charges. Psycho stalkers, and their exes. Time.

I'm glad that line grabbed someone else's attention, too. Spoken like a truley entitled millenial robot drone awaiting further programming. :rolleyes: The sentence structure itself just screams "victim". This sentence sums up dynamics which underly a variety of influences in a man's life...

Too much typing, not enough boot-camping. Boot Camp! BOOT CAMP!! BOOT CAMP!!! http://www.djbible.classicalgasemissions.com/djbc.pdf Seriously, down at the bottom of the page, in the left corner, the first link is "DJ Bible". Click on that, which will take you to the launch-page...

I would not get hooked up with a drug user. I mean, it's a money-pit, and she's unstable without them, apparently. Don't shackle yourself to a time-bomb, that's just silly. If it was coke, or meth, it would be a problem, right? A mood stabilizing drug addiction is FAR worse, IMO...

Boot Camp! BOOT CAMP!! BOOT CAMP!!! http://www.djbible.classicalgasemissions.com/djbc.pdf Seriously, down at the bottom of the page, in the left corner, the first link is "DJ Bible". Click on that, which will take you to the launch-page. Read, and read, and read... while doing the boot...

WTF are you banging a 39 year-old single mommy for, anyway? Those are for the 60 year old DJs. Your targets are 25-35 years old. Stop banging desperate for marriage single mommies that are older than you: you'll never be in the family. Come on... cuckolding? You should be doing...

No, that's NOT why you aren't married anymore. It's because you married a "*****" in the first place, not because of something you said to the "*****" to shut her "*****"-ass up.

It's a red-flag, whichever way you play it. Should you persist and "win", you won a slüt/branch-swinger/attention whøre, and the same treatment of you is likely; congratulations. Best simply take it as "no" and not get sucked into that game. V: "That's a shame." Nothing more. Just...

Point out her issues to her: insecurity jealousy low self-esteem muck-raking "You should tuck that insecurity in before you trip over it." Or, of course, agree and escalate... "As a matter of fact, I do. Though, its getting to be clear that I should have one less." "Yep. Thanks...

And you're shocked? The video game administration doesn't want you offending their target market? Wow, can you believe it? Women trying to censor you or otherwise emasculate you? ...it's gotta be a first. :rolleyes: :cry: Freedom of speech doesn't make me feelz gud. :cry: lol@"I know, right?"

Forest through the trees. First off, texty games are for women. Second, Faceplant is for women. Third, Online dating is for women. This chick is a virtual chick: only online, on text, or in your fantasy. Go out and get some real women and stop wondering about virtual women. I see you...

Stop playing women's video games, get out of virtual reality, and approach women in real life. Stop texting. Delete Facebook. Odds are that by doing so, you'll have no need for scraping the bottom of the barrel for the dredges of women you'll find there. As for your hate ƒuck gal, take...

I think I should explain the "not be around the car accident" a little better. Online dating, texting, and Faceplant are women's video games. It is a "choose-your-own-adventure romance novel", just like Mario Bros. or any first-person-shooter game, it's just a different story-line: the...

This has already been posted in general discussion: Men checking out of society because of...

Texty games = no game. Call her. With the phone. Leave a message when she doesn't answer. Then forget about her. Pay attention to a woman's actions.

Hey, hey!!! There's a name I remember. Hope your breakup wasn't messy, man. Welcome back.

This is just begging for a low-rider joke. :flowers: I had a Ford Maverick in High School. Got it for $70, replaced the battery cable, and *VrooM* it fired right up. Worked great, until I got a baby blue Ford Pinto. :yes: Four speed, AC, 2.2, rear-wheel drive, no rust, even had the...