I was a bit shy
I though I was completely rubbish at chatting up girls, and fearful of rejection I could never bring myself to ask one out. Also, for no good reason I thought my 6’4 athletic body and perfectly presentable face was fiercely repulsive.

I decided I wouldn’t try. Yes I’d fancy women, I’d be friendly and try and make them laugh, listen to what they said and enjoy their company but not waste my time on asking them out.

It’d drive some them of them nuts, I genuinely didn’t know what was going on. Once in a while one of my female friends would more or less leap on me and rip me shreddies off. I’d assume they were having some sort of aberration fancying an ugly beast like me.

Obviously, after a while I caught on to what was happening, I was happier in myself and slightly less surprised by the being leapt on and shreddy ripping incidents. But even after 15 years of marriage I’m still a little bemused that Mrs ROF hangs around and hasn’t found someone better.

So that’s my top tip kids. Just act nice and not like a smart-arse and you’ll be surprised what filthy behaviour will result.
( Ring Of Fire A petty, drooling belming butthurt retard., Thu 10 Dec 2009, 15:10, 3 replies)

Nice
Its refreshing to hear someone so humble!
(mpaz52, Fri 11 Dec 2009, 16:31, closed)

At a guess...
...the 6'4" athletic body and presentable face probably didn't hurt either?
(Pope Jamiroquai III, Sun 13 Dec 2009, 2:07, closed)

Sounds a bit like me, in a way
in the way that I have no idea what's going on. I'm completely oblivious to girls fancying me! Aarrrghhh. So many missed opportunities.
( Schweaty Minge I spunked in your tea! Taste it and see! D:, Wed 16 Dec 2009, 5:28, closed)