WesCottII
Master Don Juan
Ha. Me 3.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
^Hey Im a History buff too.
Cool.Ha. Me 3.
That doesn't make you a geek, it merely means that you have EXCELLENT taste in rock. I like old school metal too. to me, new metal sounds like sh!t. Back in the 1980s, they could actually sing and play guitar worth a damn. Also, where is Motorhead, Deff Leppard, and Sammy Hagar in that list?Originally posted by Stormbringer
Heavy metal and hard rock. Hard rock such as KISS, Zeppelin, early Van Halen, Rush, Deep Purple (see my user name), King's X, Scorpions, AC/DC, GnR, UFO, etc., heavy metal bands such as Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, Sabbath, Dio, Megadeth, King Diamond, Mercyful Fate, etc.., and to a lesser extent, some "hair bands"/pop-metal like Dokken, Ratt, Motley Crue.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
You sound pretty cool if you ask me. You probably aren't creepy like a lot of the folks on here.padrote said:I play Dance Dance Revolution.
I play chess and am good at it.
I just quit World of Warcraft but I spent a lot of time on it.
I'm no dj either so don't do those things.
Stopped playing video games a lotcomic_relief said:shoot if all this stuff is uncool I must be one of the most uncool people here yet I manage to survive and hang out with the 'cool' kids.
I play video games alot
listen to country music
study alot
do up research papers for fun
read up on ancient cultures (big books maybe 800+ pages a book)
collect McD toys (yeah I know)
metal detect during the summer
stamp collect
coin collect
visit this site
and alot of other things
it is all how you handle yourself and don't make a big freaken deal and you will be fine. I made this mistake this year and I'm just getting over it.
Jariel said:Using this board too often when I'm supposed to be studying.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.