Meeting people from the internet
Monty Boyce asks: Have you ever had a real-life meet with somebody you first knew from the internet? How did it go? How long until the Asbo expires?
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 12:43)
Monty Boyce asks: Have you ever had a real-life meet with somebody you first knew from the internet? How did it go? How long until the Asbo expires?
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 12:43)
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The year: 2003. The season: Autumn. The place: my dining room.
The first time we had INTERNET (yes, real internet!) and I was allowed on. I was fifteen. I had MSN. My father had told me only to talk to people I knew. Again, I was fifteen. I messaged EVERYONE.
One of them was a teenage boy from Yorkshire, just older than myself. I liked him because he knew how to put lines through his text, which was pretty spiffy. It didn't take long before I was besotted, and for good reason. He was kind, funny, attractive and he called me cute *with* my glasses on. Two years later we met in Glasgow Central. I almost fell over. My sister had to come with me just so she could make sure I'd stay upright. It is the closest I have ever been to fainting and I damned nearly called it off I was so scared. We spent the rest of the day either sitting in shy quietness or talking about Harry Potter of all things. Then I hugged his knee.
Six and a bit years later he's mass-job hunting and we're saving so we can finally live together. Except I spend most of my wages on train tickets because I can't go more than a few weeks without seeing him.
Meeting people on the internet: It can be good. Very, very good!
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 14:44, 16 replies)
The first time we had INTERNET (yes, real internet!) and I was allowed on. I was fifteen. I had MSN. My father had told me only to talk to people I knew. Again, I was fifteen. I messaged EVERYONE.
One of them was a teenage boy from Yorkshire, just older than myself. I liked him because he knew how to put lines through his text, which was pretty spiffy. It didn't take long before I was besotted, and for good reason. He was kind, funny, attractive and he called me cute *with* my glasses on. Two years later we met in Glasgow Central. I almost fell over. My sister had to come with me just so she could make sure I'd stay upright. It is the closest I have ever been to fainting and I damned nearly called it off I was so scared. We spent the rest of the day either sitting in shy quietness or talking about Harry Potter of all things. Then I hugged his knee.
Six and a bit years later he's mass-job hunting and we're saving so we can finally live together. Except I spend most of my wages on train tickets because I can't go more than a few weeks without seeing him.
Meeting people on the internet: It can be good. Very, very good!
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 14:44, 16 replies)
I'm definitely trying the knee-hug the next time I meet a hot guy in a bar. If it doesn't result in marriage I want my money back, vix.
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I'm pretty sure it will result in you getting kicked in the face.
If my leg got grabbed by someone crawling on the floor I would immediately assume that they were a zombie and stamp on their head.
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 14:51, closed)
If my leg got grabbed by someone crawling on the floor I would immediately assume that they were a zombie and stamp on their head.
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 14:51, closed)
I've been considering the logistics of hugging someone's knee
My head would therefore be right at cock height. All of a sudden the original story makes so much more sense.
[edit] I'm gonna ask for a knee hug from Mr AWPS tonight, if I'm quick I might get away with it.
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 14:57, closed)
My head would therefore be right at cock height. All of a sudden the original story makes so much more sense.
[edit] I'm gonna ask for a knee hug from Mr AWPS tonight, if I'm quick I might get away with it.
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 14:57, closed)
I'm genuinely upset that the reason you nearly fainted
wasn't that your internet beau was a creepy, 50 year old man.
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 14:52, closed)
wasn't that your internet beau was a creepy, 50 year old man.
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 14:52, closed)
Wait wait wait wait wait.
You were 15, and got chatted up online. This can only end well.
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 14:56, closed)
You were 15, and got chatted up online. This can only end well.
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 14:56, closed)
Well that is simply a lie.
*pushes spectacles up nose with one finger*
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 15:03, closed)
*pushes spectacles up nose with one finger*
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 15:03, closed)
Good point.
You are entitled to both nostrils and spectacles of whatever size you prefer.
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 15:26, closed)
You are entitled to both nostrils and spectacles of whatever size you prefer.
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 15:26, closed)
This makes me go SQUEEEEEEEE
Hope that it works out for you.
Clicky
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 16:48, closed)
Hope that it works out for you.
Clicky
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 16:48, closed)
I doubt they're even a human
Humans don't go SQUEEEEEEE. I think they're some kind of rodent.
( , Thu 20 Oct 2011, 17:05, closed)
Humans don't go SQUEEEEEEE. I think they're some kind of rodent.
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