Asking people out
Tell us your biggest successes and most embarrassing failures. Not that we're after new chat-up lines, or anything.
( , Thu 10 Dec 2009, 11:36)
Tell us your biggest successes and most embarrassing failures. Not that we're after new chat-up lines, or anything.
( , Thu 10 Dec 2009, 11:36)
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Choice of words
There seems to be some kind of linguistic curse affecting me when it comes to asking people out. Whenever I have asked someone out using some variation on the formula "Will you go out with me?", it has failed, often miserably. When, however, I have asked them out indirectly, by complimenting them and making them laugh and so on, it tends to work about four-fifths of the time.
I also tend to avoid chat-up lines, just because 99.9% of them are nauseatingly cheesy. One fondly-remembered exception was when I was on the Tube with two male colleagues and a Canadian girl, Jess, who worked in the office. We were talking about the differences between Britain and Canada, and my colleagues (being the sophisticated type) started going on about how all British guys were hung like horses. Jess was standing in front of me on the escalator when we left the Tube and turned to me with a sly wink.
Jess: "Coming, Mr. Ed?"
Me: "Hey, baby. Looking for a stable relationship?"
( , Thu 10 Dec 2009, 16:23, 1 reply)
There seems to be some kind of linguistic curse affecting me when it comes to asking people out. Whenever I have asked someone out using some variation on the formula "Will you go out with me?", it has failed, often miserably. When, however, I have asked them out indirectly, by complimenting them and making them laugh and so on, it tends to work about four-fifths of the time.
I also tend to avoid chat-up lines, just because 99.9% of them are nauseatingly cheesy. One fondly-remembered exception was when I was on the Tube with two male colleagues and a Canadian girl, Jess, who worked in the office. We were talking about the differences between Britain and Canada, and my colleagues (being the sophisticated type) started going on about how all British guys were hung like horses. Jess was standing in front of me on the escalator when we left the Tube and turned to me with a sly wink.
Jess: "Coming, Mr. Ed?"
Me: "Hey, baby. Looking for a stable relationship?"
( , Thu 10 Dec 2009, 16:23, 1 reply)
I dont know if thats a real story
but if it is, what a wicked exchange of words! Did you fuck her?
( , Fri 11 Dec 2009, 15:54, closed)
but if it is, what a wicked exchange of words! Did you fuck her?
( , Fri 11 Dec 2009, 15:54, closed)
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