pheonixryzyng

Ok, ok, ok I know its been a while since I went to a club to try to find a girl for the night/week/whatever, but I noticed something last night when I went to the bar for a beer...

All the girls go to the bar in groups. So what, they dont want to drink alone, who does? But do you realize just how difficult it is for some guys to go up and talk to just one pretty girl, let alone try to talk to her infront of all her friends? I mean when we try talking to you girls what starts in our head as:

*suave voice* Look I know you dont know me, and I know nothing about you but I'm going to buy you a nice cold drink. Then we're gonna talk and I'll show you that I have a warm heart and a great sense of humor that your gonna love, then I'm going to show you how to salsa. We'll move together like trees in a breeze, flowing together magestically. I love the way your smile reaches the corners of your eyes right now, it makes you look even more beautiful, by the way my name is(insert name here), whats yours...

becomes:

*meekly whispered* Uh, hi, you look nice, can I buy you a drink? Uh... Wanna dance, I promise not to step on your feet too often... uh... nice smile...

but when theres a bunch of girls together:

*stuttering* Hi... smile... pretty girl.... *puffs inhaler* drink? *picks up glass and drops it* uh... bye. *passes out half way back to bar*

Or better yet:

nice shoes wanna fuck? *punch* wanna come back to my place for a pizza and a fuck? *slap* what you dont like pizza? *smack* (and this guy wonders why he gets slapped so often)

I mean come on, be realistic. You expect us to make the first move but you've put the game setting on *lightning crashes* GOD CANT WIN!! *duhn, duhn, duhhnnn* I know that its ridiculus to expect the setting to be ANY BABY CAN BEAT THIS, but keep in mind most guys are mostly all talk about their pimping power. There are no real life, level 60 paladins to come to our aide weilding the flaming sword of Whosyerdaddy to strike fear into the hearts of the orcish horde...

So I have an idea, when the next guy comes over and between huffs on his inhaler manges to get two words together that sound like they could be part of a compliment and the word drink is mentioned, if you just say yes and walk back to the bar with the guy you may just find out that he's really superman, your entire sex just happens to be his kryptonite.

Thanx and keep in mind... not all treausre sparkles and not everyting shiny is gold...

Semper
dw