So sad and lonely...

[Provost Harrison]

Originally posted by Aeson


The one girl who is better than most (for you) will be the one you end up with, loves you, and you love her.

There is no absolute best person. It's all relative to what you are looking for. It sounds like you are looking for love, and if "she" doesn't love you, she obviously isn't what you are looking for.

Bull, it is all down to that neurochemical attachment and it's formation. You'll put up with any old sh*te if it happens.

[Bereta_Eder]

Originally posted by East Street Trader
I never had much luck in clubs, either.

Although taking a girl to a club on a date is another matter. That I recommend.

Me too. Actually take your girlfriend to a club. For dates I'd recommend somewhere where you can commincate a bit easier. Once you're together you can afford to just dance and kiss the night away.

[Rogan Josh]

Originally posted by East Street Trader
If, thinking back, you can figure out why those who became your girl friends managed to push things along in the right direction so easily let us know.

I have no idea - maybe I was just a man-slut

I think the most adventurous I have ever been was when I was about 19, travelling on an overnight train from Germany to Nice in the South of France. My (male) friend (who incidentally was American) and I found ourselves sharing a compartment with 4 very pretty young German girls. It wasn't a sleeper, so we were expected to sit upright and presumably sleep upright. At some point the lights went out and we were supposed to sleep. After a few minutes I felt the girl next to me cosying up - one thing led to another and we ended up having sex, right there in the dark. I asked my friend the next morning if he could tell, and he hadn't had a clue. He just complained about my luck and I felt obliged to point out that there were another 3 girls in the cabin, ready and waiting.

The worst thing was that when I woke up in the morning, the girls were all up and wandering about, and I couldn't remember which one it was....

[Bugs ****ing Bunny]

Hi Albert! Ready for your regular, Gimp-sized brutal reality check?

Most normal girls of your age have already had sexual partners. Write them off as sluts if you will, but bear this fact in mind. Each day you get older, and your chances of finding a virginal girl who shares your values diminishes. Think on it.

[Tiamat]

He's right you know.

[Aeson]

Originally posted by Provost Harrison
Bull, it is all down to that neurochemical attachment and it's formation. You'll put up with any old sh*te if it happens.

Same deal. Regardless of what you call it, she'll still be the one who's best for him when it's reciprocated. If the attachment forms for him but not for her... she's not what he's looking for obviously.

[Lonestar]

Albert

Calm down man, you aren't as ugly as me, or fat. Even Dissident can attest to that, right Diss?

Besides, You aren't to bad. One of my co-workers (Henceforth "Waldo") has what we call antigame. Even I'm more successful than him. I can't imagine your as bad as him, no one ie.

Except for Michael Jackson. Gah!

[Spiffor]

Originally posted by Rogan Josh
I think the most adventurous I have ever been was when I was about 19, travelling on an overnight train from Germany to Nice in the South of France. My (male) friend (who incidentally was American) and I found ourselves sharing a compartment with 4 very pretty young German girls. It wasn't a sleeper, so we were expected to sit upright and presumably sleep upright. At some point the lights went out and we were supposed to sleep. After a few minutes I felt the girl next to me cosying up - one thing led to another and we ended up having sex, right there in the dark. I asked my friend the next morning if he could tell, and he hadn't had a clue. He just complained about my luck and I felt obliged to point out that there were another 3 girls in the cabin, ready and waiting.

The worst thing was that when I woke up in the morning, the girls were all up and wandering about, and I couldn't remember which one it was....

I repeatedly take the night train between France and Germany, and such things never happen to me!

[Pax]

Tiamat,
Why is'nt Rogan J slimey?

[Ben Kenobi]

The short of this is if you're looking for a church girl by a bible and suit and go to church.

Clothes makes the man.

Very true Pax.

It's the best advice he could give you. It seems like these are the kinds of girls you are looking for.

[Ben Kenobi]

Pick one, and get in her line EVERY time.

This is also very good advice. It's things like these that might not seem like a big deal, but they make a big difference.

[Urban Ranger]

I think we are all wasting bandwidth at Speer. He doesn't seem to want to do anything about his situation, he just wants to whine.

[Ben Kenobi]

Then why bother to post, UR?

Bored?

[Asher]

I found out
On a late night drive
In my winter coat
With my blood-shot eyes
My faith ain't been
No friend to me
And the way i sin
Is hanging off of me

And i'm sorry
You can't take me anywhere
Pretty soon we're almost there
Baby, one more night
It's been a long, long drive
And i'm way, way tired
I don't need no
Back-up plan

I don't want nobody
Nobody don't want me
I'm so sad so lonely
But i'm always landing on my feet

One more time
With a sad, sad smile
And your white bread friends
In the circus life
All the one-way rides
The sweet beginners
Passing on the left-hand side
With a sideways smile

And i'm always
One step from stalling
Bad trips can make great stories
Dance all night
With your ass on fire
And your hands up high
And feel me one more time

I don't want nobody
Nobody don't want me
I'm so sad so lonely
But i'm always landing on my feet

I learn to love myself
And i don't need no one else
And when a love moves on
Cuz it gets cold
Then another moves in
And it can fill the hole

I'm one more
Hopeful lying on the bedroom floor
No sense trying
When the whole thing drops
You lose your nerve
I hope you get what you deserve

I don't want nobody
Nobody don't want me
I'm so sad so lonely
But i'm always landing on my feet

[Ben Kenobi]

Hey Asher, why'd you go to Mingapulco?