Was fun last night.
Hit the club at 1-2 AM.
Started drinking plenty beer and Jaegermeister.
Saw 2 nice blonde babes pay attention to me, but my friend, who I know suspect to be a homosexual, although he could just be a little beta, completely ignored them, so that wasn't a success.
Got pretty ****faced eventually, but I didn't feel much of it until I got home and the room started spinning.
After the club closed my other friend was talking to some hot babe, about men and women or something. She asked him a question he wouldn't answer, so I butted in and said: "It's because we men have BALLS". See, if a babe says to me "hey come stick it in", then I will do it. Men want to have sex every day. Women don't have the same problem. They can just stay at home and be satisfied."
She kinda gave me the "wow.. Just wow" look. And asked me how I could speak about women in such a way and that I must be a very unhappy person.
So I asked her: "Hmmm?? I didn't say anything about women. I was just describing men". She just continued saying I must be very unhappy with my life and stuff, so I just told her there was no need to insult me.
Then she called her friend over, and told her that I was a horrible person. The friend was pretty hot, when she asked if it was true, I said yes. (Was a masterful Agree & Amplify).
We eventually got talking and had a nice conversation. She said she wanted to smoke some weed, well I had weed, but only at home. I think she mighta gone with me if her ***** friend (Apparantly a Psychology student) didn't hate me. I wonder what Marxist Freudian bull**** they teach her.
In the mean time, my moroccan friend was massaging the stupid *****, but the girl I was talking to had somewhat of a hatred for the morroccan dude.
I told her "I know exactly how you feel".
It would have been great if I could have left the scene with the hot one, leaving my moroccan friend to deal with the other one.
But it was a bit of a funny situation. My own hated him, and his girl hated me.
She hated me for being somewhat of a "masculinist" (for lack of a better term), and I think my own hated him for being a slimey morroccan.
Had a good time anyway, was fun night out.
Hit the club at 1-2 AM.
Started drinking plenty beer and Jaegermeister.
Saw 2 nice blonde babes pay attention to me, but my friend, who I know suspect to be a homosexual, although he could just be a little beta, completely ignored them, so that wasn't a success.
Got pretty ****faced eventually, but I didn't feel much of it until I got home and the room started spinning.
After the club closed my other friend was talking to some hot babe, about men and women or something. She asked him a question he wouldn't answer, so I butted in and said: "It's because we men have BALLS". See, if a babe says to me "hey come stick it in", then I will do it. Men want to have sex every day. Women don't have the same problem. They can just stay at home and be satisfied."
She kinda gave me the "wow.. Just wow" look. And asked me how I could speak about women in such a way and that I must be a very unhappy person.
So I asked her: "Hmmm?? I didn't say anything about women. I was just describing men". She just continued saying I must be very unhappy with my life and stuff, so I just told her there was no need to insult me.
Then she called her friend over, and told her that I was a horrible person. The friend was pretty hot, when she asked if it was true, I said yes. (Was a masterful Agree & Amplify).
We eventually got talking and had a nice conversation. She said she wanted to smoke some weed, well I had weed, but only at home. I think she mighta gone with me if her ***** friend (Apparantly a Psychology student) didn't hate me. I wonder what Marxist Freudian bull**** they teach her.
In the mean time, my moroccan friend was massaging the stupid *****, but the girl I was talking to had somewhat of a hatred for the morroccan dude.
I told her "I know exactly how you feel".
It would have been great if I could have left the scene with the hot one, leaving my moroccan friend to deal with the other one.
But it was a bit of a funny situation. My own hated him, and his girl hated me.
She hated me for being somewhat of a "masculinist" (for lack of a better term), and I think my own hated him for being a slimey morroccan.
Had a good time anyway, was fun night out.
