It's code for: She likes shark porn!![]()
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LOL, will ask her on Saturday, if she doesn't cancel!
Maybe they meant food as in the quality of food... not quantityOne such profile said " The way to my heart is through food "
I've just started chatting to a girl on match and we seem to share loads in common. She actually lives in the same area as me too but at the moment the messages seem to consist of talking about where we work, where we live etc.
How do you guys steer the topic away and actually show her that you're interested in meeting up? I've always sucked at that sort of stuff! Its very hard to tell if shes just trying to be friendly by making small talk...
Just ask her if she'd like to meet for a coffee one day/drink one evening. The worst she can say is no, and you have nothing to lose.
I don't wanna blow it by asking too soon though - I'm very picky as it is and she seems perfect!I'll see how she replies tomorrow then judge it on that.
That's the bit though, it's not that you're 'too picky', it really is your fear of rejection.
Don't worry, I suffer from it too!
You just have to ask yourself, how would Iron Man handle this situation?![]()
Well its a little bit of both I guess but honestly I wouldn't want meet someone that didn't share my interests. Simple as.
Me said:Hello,
You should remove the part in your profile about insecurities. I know it's just one word amongst many, but guys like confidence in girls as much as girls like confidence in guys.
If you're confident, you can do anything.
Nick
Her said:thanks, but i had 400 messages today hahahaha
Me said:And I'm betting I'm one of the few you replied to.
See what I did there?
Her said:yeah, but im a bloke on a fake profile... now see what ive
done there![]()
AMAZING! You sir, are a legend.
If you ever see me out and about, remind me of this, and I'll buy you a pint.
but to be fair yours did stand out among the 400 or so 'hi'
titles i have recieved today. so keep it up big lad. and
good luck.
Me said:Before I begin this story, I need to warn you that it does not end well.
When I was 7 years old I had a cat called 'Captain Awesome', he was as his name suggests, awesome! He was 8 years old when this unfortunate event took place. He had eyes, a nose, a mouth, you know the score, all the usual cat parts....almost. Unfortunately for Captain Awesome he only had two legs, his front ones. So he had a cat-wheelchair, which in many ways resembled a Segway (not in scale, that would be ridiculous).
One day after school on a Friday I came home to find Captain Awesome on the drive resting, at least I thought he was resting. He was actually quite distressed but I couldn't work out why. Out of nowhere a stone flew past me and almost hit poor Captain Awesome. Had it not been for the jagged shape of the stone causing a bounce up and to the left of him, he would have been hit for sure. I turned around to see a local boy with a fist full of stones in his left hand, and a single stone in his right hand, primed for another attack on poor Captain Awesome.
I shouted "Stop throwing stones at my cat", to which the boy replied "Well tell your cat to stop snooping around our house" (this is the curious part, he was a curious cat!). The boy threw another stone, it hit Captain Awesome, and I was filled with rage. Without even thinking I went for the boy. I got in one little fight and my mum got scared, and said “you’re moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air”. I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "fresh" and had a dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought nah, forget it, yo homes to Bel-air! Then the cat died.
Nick