Bible_Belt
Master Don Juan
This thread is for swapping stories that make good conversation with a woman. The idea is that you want to touch her emotional buttons. Make her laugh, make her cry, and then make her laugh again.
Here's my first example, feel free to tailor it and use it as your own.
I went to a college that was on a big lake. There was a running path around it. Army ROTC had us doing a lap around the 3-mile path every other morning at 6 am.
There were a lot of ducks that lived on the lake. The road around it was very busy with cars. One morning, I saw a mother duck marching her troop of baby ducks across the road. There were a lot of them, a dozen or so. They were tiny and of course very cute. They were spanning the road with their row as they crossed when I saw the truck bearing down on them. It was a big box truck with a flat front, looked like a furniture truck. The guy was speeding, going well over the limit, and he either never saw the ducks or didn't care. I cringed as he plowed into the middle of the row of baby ducks. It was going to be gruesome.
And then the most amazing thing happened. The flat front of the box truck was pushing a lot of air in front of it. And baby ducks are very light. They all flew up like leaves blown in the wind. They truck zoomed through, and all the little ducks fell back to the ground. Then they got up, were lined back up by their mother, and continued back on their way. Not a single one was hurt, despite the truck plowing through them.
And that was the coolest thing I saw all day
Here's my first example, feel free to tailor it and use it as your own.
I went to a college that was on a big lake. There was a running path around it. Army ROTC had us doing a lap around the 3-mile path every other morning at 6 am.
There were a lot of ducks that lived on the lake. The road around it was very busy with cars. One morning, I saw a mother duck marching her troop of baby ducks across the road. There were a lot of them, a dozen or so. They were tiny and of course very cute. They were spanning the road with their row as they crossed when I saw the truck bearing down on them. It was a big box truck with a flat front, looked like a furniture truck. The guy was speeding, going well over the limit, and he either never saw the ducks or didn't care. I cringed as he plowed into the middle of the row of baby ducks. It was going to be gruesome.
And then the most amazing thing happened. The flat front of the box truck was pushing a lot of air in front of it. And baby ducks are very light. They all flew up like leaves blown in the wind. They truck zoomed through, and all the little ducks fell back to the ground. Then they got up, were lined back up by their mother, and continued back on their way. Not a single one was hurt, despite the truck plowing through them.
And that was the coolest thing I saw all day
