Lucifero
Senior Don Juan
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That tall pilot guy was awesome...the op? not so much.
That tall pilot guy was awesome...the op? not so much.
While his post might be fake this sort of situation HAPPENS ALL THE TIME!cordoncordon said:This can't be real imo. Just too far out there.
He's trying to be an extreme example of an AFC.
If you currently have too many women chasing you, calling you, harassing you, knocking on your door at 2 o'clock in the morning... then I have the simple solution for you.
Just read my free ebook 22 Rules for Massive Success With Women and do the opposite of what I recommend.
This will quickly drive all women away from you.
And you will be able to relax and to live your life in peace and quiet.
Atom Smasher said:LOL, hard to believe some guys are still answering this seriously.
I'm pretty sure that most trolls know they are losers deep down inside, even if they can't see it on the surface. It's like an adult still getting his kicks ringing doorbells and hiding behind the bushes.
OP, I advise you to man up and instead of expending your energy and resources trolling, divert them to life improvement. You're eroding your self-respect by doing this.
Googled the story? What are you - Matlock? Just check out his previous threads. It's obvious.Bluntmaster said:You SURE this is a troll? I googled the story and nothing came up. Who could make that up out of thin air?
fvcking hell, bb! Quite a (real) story you've got there.backbreaker said:My oneitis, the girl that brought me here, on my 19th birthday, she told me she would (give me the chance) to go to a movie and take her out to dinner (what kinda **** is that lol), not only stud me up, but called me while she was getting it in the bum, drunk off her ass "i bet you wish this was you don't you". funny thing was, I didn't even get mad. It lit a fire under my ass the likes of which I did not know was possible, and was one of the best thigns that could have ever happened to me. Of course it hurt, but life is what you make of it. You can cry and sing Carl Thomas songs, or you can use it as fuel to better yourself and do better. your choice.
(Posted: 9-14-10)P_Dawg_Jalapeno said:what should me and my girlfriend do on our 1 year anniversary of being together?
i need ideas poepel!
The face of the matter is you need to be more aggressive about this. Within a minute of seeing this guy talking up with your gf, you should have been over there and let it be known who you are and blatantly say that if you want to keep on talking with this dude, you're out. Should have taken about 2 minutes.P_Dawg_Jalapeno said:I seriously don't know how to feel.
So we're having a good time (or so I thought) hanging out, drinking, dancing, when she says to me "wait here a minute babe, I'm going to go get us a few more drinks" and I'm like "okay, cool." She's gone, up at the bar, for what seemed like 20 minutes or so before I started looking for her. I find her standing next to the bar talking to, laughing with, and drinking with this tall guy (who was standing right up in her ****) so I approach them to see what's up.
I say "hey baby, how them drinks coming" and she says "oh hey, I want you to meet my friend Randy... I'll get you another drink, gimme one sec." Another drink? She had given mine to him. And she didn't introduce me as her boyfriend. Rather than immediately turn into a jealous douche-bag I played along, started drinking my new drink, and tried to make conversation. The whole time we were standing there talking she looked my way twice, maybe... her eyes were focused on him. As we we're talking he kept inching his way nearer to her; she'd laugh at his every lame joke, and every time she laughed he'd ever so slightly graze her back or shoulder with his hand. These two had just met, what the hell?!?
A little background on Randy... This guys was maybe 6' 4", 220 pounds, well dressed, friendly, rugged and good looking, and a fvcking Delta pilot. By comparison I'm 5' 11", 165 pounds, have slightly thinning hair (barely noticeable), well dressed, and am slightly baby-faced.
Anyway, Randy briefly glances at me then focuses his gaze on her, and says "so, are you guys up for some dancing?" She lit up with a huge smile and before I could even say a thing he had whisked my LTR off to the dance floor with his arm around her waist. I didn't know what to do? This dude, could whip my ass easily, and I didn't want to appear jealous. I know some of you would say, well why didn't you find another chick and dance with her, well... it's not that easy when you're watching your LTR of 1.5 years get whisked away by aonther guy, on your night out together.
I had another drink, chilled by the bar, and watched them. He was grinding on her, had his junk in her crotch, was touching her hips, stomach, and hands; she was as into it as he was. After a little bit he turns her around and they're dancing face to face. Her hands were getting kinda close to his sweet spot, and his lips were getting a bit close to her's when she lightly pushes him off, comes up to me and says (keep in mind, I'm amazed she had the nerve to talk to me, I was hoping she'd collapse from a heart attack in front of me so I could laugh at her), "hey, me and Randy are going to run to the Shell accross the street and get some cigarrettes, we'll be right back." She grabbed him by the wrist, and pulled him out the door, so a few minutes later I step outside to wait for them, the Shell is literally across the street after all.
They never came back, and her car was gone. She stranded me there, and she was originally going to stay with me. I don't get it. After 1.5 years, she acted like this? She never gave me a reason to be jealous. Every time we've gone out to the bar she's been totally up my ass. I don't know what I did to make her stop "loving" me over night. We'd tell each other we loved each other several times a day, we have great sex regularly, and we almost never fight. She sent me a text that simply said "hey" just a second ago and I don't know if I should even bother responding. Just a "hey?" WTF!!!?
Keep in mind, as far as I knew, this relationship was peaches and cream, and then this happened with no warning. Fvck, we entered the place holding hands. Ugh...
The fact of the matter is you need to be more aggressive about this. Within a minute of seeing this guy talking up with your gf, you should have been over there and let it be known who you are and blatantly say that if you want to keep on talking with this dude, you're out. Should have taken about 2 minutes. Don't ever talk to this b*tch again.P_Dawg_Jalapeno said:I seriously don't know how to feel.
So we're having a good time (or so I thought) hanging out, drinking, dancing, when she says to me "wait here a minute babe, I'm going to go get us a few more drinks" and I'm like "okay, cool." She's gone, up at the bar, for what seemed like 20 minutes or so before I started looking for her. I find her standing next to the bar talking to, laughing with, and drinking with this tall guy (who was standing right up in her ****) so I approach them to see what's up.
I say "hey baby, how them drinks coming" and she says "oh hey, I want you to meet my friend Randy... I'll get you another drink, gimme one sec." Another drink? She had given mine to him. And she didn't introduce me as her boyfriend. Rather than immediately turn into a jealous douche-bag I played along, started drinking my new drink, and tried to make conversation. The whole time we were standing there talking she looked my way twice, maybe... her eyes were focused on him. As we we're talking he kept inching his way nearer to her; she'd laugh at his every lame joke, and every time she laughed he'd ever so slightly graze her back or shoulder with his hand. These two had just met, what the hell?!?
A little background on Randy... This guys was maybe 6' 4", 220 pounds, well dressed, friendly, rugged and good looking, and a fvcking Delta pilot. By comparison I'm 5' 11", 165 pounds, have slightly thinning hair (barely noticeable), well dressed, and am slightly baby-faced.
Anyway, Randy briefly glances at me then focuses his gaze on her, and says "so, are you guys up for some dancing?" She lit up with a huge smile and before I could even say a thing he had whisked my LTR off to the dance floor with his arm around her waist. I didn't know what to do? This dude, could whip my ass easily, and I didn't want to appear jealous. I know some of you would say, well why didn't you find another chick and dance with her, well... it's not that easy when you're watching your LTR of 1.5 years get whisked away by aonther guy, on your night out together.
I had another drink, chilled by the bar, and watched them. He was grinding on her, had his junk in her crotch, was touching her hips, stomach, and hands; she was as into it as he was. After a little bit he turns her around and they're dancing face to face. Her hands were getting kinda close to his sweet spot, and his lips were getting a bit close to her's when she lightly pushes him off, comes up to me and says (keep in mind, I'm amazed she had the nerve to talk to me, I was hoping she'd collapse from a heart attack in front of me so I could laugh at her), "hey, me and Randy are going to run to the Shell accross the street and get some cigarrettes, we'll be right back." She grabbed him by the wrist, and pulled him out the door, so a few minutes later I step outside to wait for them, the Shell is literally across the street after all.
They never came back, and her car was gone. She stranded me there, and she was originally going to stay with me. I don't get it. After 1.5 years, she acted like this? She never gave me a reason to be jealous. Every time we've gone out to the bar she's been totally up my ass. I don't know what I did to make her stop "loving" me over night. We'd tell each other we loved each other several times a day, we have great sex regularly, and we almost never fight. She sent me a text that simply said "hey" just a second ago and I don't know if I should even bother responding. Just a "hey?" WTF!!!?
Keep in mind, as far as I knew, this relationship was peaches and cream, and then this happened with no warning. Fvck, we entered the place holding hands. Ugh...