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Post by nyunupe on Mar 9, 2012 16:04:37 GMT -5
Not that I personally think there is some sort of etiquette code on dating, but there are some loud spoken inferences on what guys should do/not do, or what women should or shouldn't do...
Which brings me to this: If we follow societal rules like taking women out to fine restaurants and performing other chivalry-like acts of which alot of guys end up being on the inconsistant side of if a relationship is formed. Not all, but some...
So if we set the expectation so high by going out earlier that day to get whip nice and tight, new outfit for the night and then rehearsing that inevitable bullshit story of yours to prop your game so she give you some of that "down there" later at a restaurant that might put rent back a month or so....doesn't that set the stage for the also inevitable down-ward spiral three years later because all that went on during that very day of the first date, ain't nowhere near what it is today?
Chivalry is cool. A must, I think, if you can carry that like forward progress. All the other stuff is out of reach....what do you think?
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Post by Chal™ on Mar 9, 2012 17:10:04 GMT -5
i think that what you did to get him/her is what you have to do to keep him/her. Don't try all this extra ish in the beginning and expect me to roll down the spiral later because "oh, I've gotten you now. I don't need all the fanfare." Nah, pimpin'. Be you in the beginning and we'll be just fine.
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Post by DamieQue™ on Mar 12, 2012 15:08:11 GMT -5
i think that what you did to get him/her is what you have to do to keep him/her. Don't try all this extra ish in the beginning and expect me to roll down the spiral later because "oh, I've gotten you now. I don't need all the fanfare." Nah, pimpin'. Be you in the beginning and we'll be just fine. Yeah, that sword cuts both ways. Don't think you gon' be hitting me off with cheese toasts after we an item, when you were making chicken fettucine alfredo before and Cowboy Ribeye. I will straight up fight you in the family room of whoever's house we're in at the time.
Steak or die.
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Post by QueenOH on Mar 12, 2012 15:12:19 GMT -5
Don't make all the dates dinner. That is a one way ticket to the town of Boring. When I was dating many guys went there never to be seen by me again.
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Post by Chal™ on Mar 12, 2012 16:44:06 GMT -5
i think that what you did to get him/her is what you have to do to keep him/her. Don't try all this extra ish in the beginning and expect me to roll down the spiral later because "oh, I've gotten you now. I don't need all the fanfare." Nah, pimpin'. Be you in the beginning and we'll be just fine. Yeah, that sword cuts both ways. Don't think you gon' be hitting me off with cheese toasts after we an item, when you were making chicken fettucine alfredo before and Cowboy Ribeye. I will straight up fight you in the family room of whoever's house we're in at the time.
Steak or die. And that's all fine. But you gotta keep doing what you doing to get steak. Otherwise chicken fingers it is...
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Post by DamieQue™ on Mar 12, 2012 16:49:49 GMT -5
Yeah, that sword cuts both ways. Don't think you gon' be hitting me off with cheese toasts after we an item, when you were making chicken fettucine alfredo before and Cowboy Ribeye. I will straight up fight you in the family room of whoever's house we're in at the time.
Steak or die. And that's all fine. But you gotta keep doing what you doing to get steak. Otherwise chicken fingers it is... I'm gon' ball those chicken fingers into a delicious fist and punch you in the kidney with it. You gon' get in that kitchen and hook up that good fried chicken and macaroni like you know what's up.
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Post by LejaOMG on Mar 12, 2012 16:49:52 GMT -5
I'm dying imagining Damie's big azz squaring off with his chick in somebody else's family room because she made cheese toast in the toaster oven.
Jawn: Babe, dinner's ready
Damie: Naw it ain't. Looks like your appetizers are all set, tho
J: We're having cheese toast, babe
D: You couldn't even put in the real oven. You got my ish in the toaster oven like I'm some kinda simp. Coulda put some meat on there. Some veggies. Hit a real nicca off with some Boboli pizza crust or something.
J: I didn't think you'd mind. It's just that I've been so busy and--
D: you know what? Enough wit the chitty chat. Knuck up, heaux!
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Post by DamieQue™ on Mar 12, 2012 16:54:41 GMT -5
I'm dying imagining Damie's big azz squaring off with his chick in somebody else's family room because she made cheese toast in the toaster oven. Jawn: Babe, dinner's ready Damie: Naw it ain't. Looks like your appetizers are all set, tho J: We're having cheese toast, babe D: You couldn't even put in the real oven. You got my ish in the toaster oven like I'm some kinda simp. Coulda put some meat on there. Some veggies. Hit a real nicca off with some Boboli pizza crust or something. J: I didn't think you'd mind. It's just that I've been so busy and-- D: you know what? Enough wit the chitty chat. Knuck up, heaux! In my dream sequence there's less talking... so at about the third sentence of your scenario we're already scrapping.
By the end of your scenario I've undersestimated her lower body strength so she was able to take me down... but as soon as I get out of this armbar? ... oh yeah it's on.
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Post by Chal™ on Mar 12, 2012 17:08:52 GMT -5
yea. the last three posts have me over here DYING!!!!!!
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