Yes definitely !!!One that needs to be told here.
Yes definitely !!!One that needs to be told here.
In a nutshell; in my early 20s, went to club med in martinique with a buddy. At the meet and greet the first night, we realized we had picked a really bad week to go: it was 90% guys. So naturally any decent looking girl looked off the charts hot to us.One that needs to be told here.
Yes but you didn’t indent 5 spaces at the beginning of each new paragraph.In a nutshell; in my early 20s, went to club med in martinique with a buddy. At the meet and greet the first night, we realized we had picked a really bad week to go: it was 90% guys. So naturally any decent looking girl looked off the charts hot to us.
We quickly grabbed the 1st 2 good looking babes we saw. I spent the wildest alcohol-driven, sex-fueled week of my entire life with this girl. Sex on the beach, in the ocean, I think even in a coconut tree(hope I'm not offending anyone). For a fleeting moment there, I think I may have actually thought that I was madly in love. The combination of alcohol and sex had really distorted my thought process.
Afterwards she went home to Toronto and I came back to the city. We made plans for her to come visit about a month later for the weekend.
I went to get her at LGA and while watching the passengers disembark and walk towards me, I saw a woman who looked like an extremely unattractive version of the girl. So I glanced at her and then continue to look for the the hot babe that I had spent the wild week with.
Well, much to my shock and shagrin, the unattractive woman yelled out my name, came running towards me, threw her arms around me and started kissing me. I couldn't find a hole big enough to crawl in, and all I keep thinking was "it's gonna be an awfully long weekend".
It was even longer then I anticipated. Afterwards she went home and we never spoke again.
Enough paragraphs for you Kranmars?
I do it because I know it irks KranmarsYes but you didn’t indent 5 spaces at the beginning of each new paragraph.
Speechless. Paragraphs or not.In a nutshell; in my early 20s, went to club med in martinique with a buddy. At the meet and greet the first night, we realized we had picked a really bad week to go: it was 90% guys. So naturally any decent looking girl looked off the charts hot to us.
We quickly grabbed the 1st 2 good looking babes we saw. I spent the wildest alcohol-driven, sex-fueled week of my entire life with this girl. Sex on the beach, in the ocean, I think even in a coconut tree(hope I'm not offending anyone). For a fleeting moment there, I think I may have actually thought that I was madly in love. The combination of alcohol and sex had really distorted my thought process.
Afterwards she went home to Toronto and I came back to the city. We made plans for her to come visit about a month later for the weekend.
I went to get her at LGA and while watching the passengers disembark and walk towards me, I saw a woman who looked like an extremely unattractive version of the girl. So I glanced at her and then continue to look for the the hot babe that I had spent the wild week with.
Well, much to my shock and shagrin, the unattractive woman yelled out my name, came running towards me, threw her arms around me and started kissing me. I couldn't find a hole big enough to crawl in, and all I keep thinking was "it's gonna be an awfully long weekend".
It was even longer then I anticipated. Afterwards she went home and we never spoke again.
Enough paragraphs for you Kranmars?
Reminds me of a time I went to a party with some friends. One of my friends starts chatting up this real nice looking girl. We all thought she was gorgeous.best story ever
Definitely better story than the one I mentioned.In a nutshell; in my early 20s, went to club med in martinique with a buddy. At the meet and greet the first night, we realized we had picked a really bad week to go: it was 90% guys. So naturally any decent looking girl looked off the charts hot to us.
We quickly grabbed the 1st 2 good looking babes we saw. I spent the wildest alcohol-driven, sex-fueled week of my entire life with this girl. Sex on the beach, in the ocean, I think even in a coconut tree(hope I'm not offending anyone). For a fleeting moment there, I think I may have actually thought that I was madly in love. The combination of alcohol and sex had really distorted my thought process.
Afterwards she went home to Toronto and I came back to the city. We made plans for her to come visit about a month later for the weekend.
I went to get her at LGA and while watching the passengers disembark and walk towards me, I saw a woman who looked like an extremely unattractive version of the girl. So I glanced at her and then continue to look for the the hot babe that I had spent the wild week with.
Well, much to my shock and shagrin, the unattractive woman yelled out my name, came running towards me, threw her arms around me and started kissing me. I couldn't find a hole big enough to crawl in, and all I keep thinking was "it's gonna be an awfully long weekend".
It was even longer then I anticipated. Afterwards she went home and we never spoke again.
Enough paragraphs for you Kranmars?
This is keeping up with old friends thread not abandoning less attractive friends thread.I do it because I know it irks Kranmars
Bad lighting is the "strobe light effect" in a club, lol. That's what I use to term it. It nearly happened to me numerous years ago. A decent looking lady was chatting me up, and seemed to have a fairly decent physique to boot. The more we got into better lighting is when I started noticing she had stuffed herself into a body suit to hide those rolls. She had more "rolls" and lumps than a buttermilk biscuit. I told her I was going to the restroom and that was the end of any dialogue between us.Reminds me of a time I went to a party with some friends. One of my friends starts chatting up this real nice looking girl. We all thought she was gorgeous.
The next day while getting something to eat, my friend gets up and goes to talk to a girl who none of us recognize. He comes back and we asked who she was. Turns out it was the same girl from the night before. Let’s just say we were either really drunk the night before (I was the designated driver so I wasn’t and I don’t think anyone else was either) or that place had real bad lighting because she looked nothing like she did the night before and not in a good way.
Yours was good too. I got another story only the opposite. Girl who I thought was average the night before at club in the hamptons, was a complete knock out on the beach in a bikini the next day.Definitely better story than the one I mentioned.
Seemed somewhat appropriate
This is where my Any Port in a Storm policy has served me well. I wasn't expecting them to be thinner in the morning.Bad lighting is the "strobe light effect" in a club, lol. That's what I use to term it. It nearly happened to me numerous years ago. A decent looking lady was chatting me up, and seemed to have a fairly decent physique to boot. The more we got into better lighting is when I started noticing she had stuffed herself into a body suit to hide those rolls. She had more "rolls" and lumps than a buttermilk biscuit. I told her I was going to the restroom and that was the end of any dialogue between us.
She almost "got" my best friend a few months afterwards, and I told him to get her in better lighting and he'll wanna order a two-piece chicken meal to go with the "rolls and biscuit." He took her to a southern greasy spoon franchise called the "Waffle House." He called me the next morning and said, "You was right.... She was lumpy as hell once I could really see her body (in better lighting)."