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Post by Giar on May 25, 2007 8:00:03 GMT -1
Having been hit on by guys and girls, I can honestly say that women are by far scarier than men, in my experience. Having some short, fat, dumpy, dog-ugly thing come up to you and declare she's "looking for some cock tonight" before trying to kiss you without another word is a scarring experience  Had on girl tell me, opening line 'I want you to take me home and fuck my brains out' she was not attractive even after half a bottle of vodka and 8 pints of stella! The other young lady told me 'I'm not a slag you'll have to take me for a chinese. Yeah right I'd spend money on you! i had one a little while back who sat down next to me and said she wanted my cock in her mouth........ill admit i did grant her wish and went to her room with her, but she did seem a tad upset when she discovered that was all she was getting when i cum did up my trousers then went back to the bar  |
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Post by addicted2venos on May 25, 2007 8:01:32 GMT -1
I gave his my "what the fuck are you doing you skanky hobbit" eyes. I've had blokes have a cheeky brush against them before but never one that actually put his hand in my bra!!!  That's really not on!! Where abouts did this happen?? |
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Post by spurrsgirl on May 25, 2007 8:01:42 GMT -1
The cheeky bastard Mrs H !! A good knee in the balls is what he deserves  Oh it gets better SG, he grabbed my friends hand and tried to get her to feel his cock! Jeez ! So not only a cheeky bastard but a very sad one too by the sound of it !?! Oh to have a night out in peace eh ?! |
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Post by Billy on May 25, 2007 8:03:23 GMT -1
Let me describe it to you. My friend was talking to a bloke and his friend, who was about 5"5, walked up to me, smiled, pulled my top forward and shoved his hand in my bra. I stuck my hand in his face and shoved his tiny pinhead backward. whre the fuck do you go out!?!?!?! What a wierd little man! |
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Post by Mrs H on May 25, 2007 8:05:18 GMT -1
I gave his my "what the fuck are you doing you skanky hobbit" eyes. I've had blokes have a cheeky brush against them before but never one that actually put his hand in my bra!!! That's really not on!! Where abouts did this happen?? Cavendish on West Street |
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Post by HURLOCK on May 25, 2007 8:07:44 GMT -1
Oh it gets better SG, he grabbed my friends hand and tried to get her to feel his cock! Jeez ! So not only a cheeky bastard but a very sad one too by the sound of it !?! Oh to have a night out in peace eh ?! sorry thats just so funny, however did he not get chucked out for being a pest? |
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Post by Mrs H on May 25, 2007 8:08:37 GMT -1
Let me describe it to you. My friend was talking to a bloke and his friend, who was about 5"5, walked up to me, smiled, pulled my top forward and shoved his hand in my bra. I stuck my hand in his face and shoved his tiny pinhead backward. whre the fuck do you go out!?!?!?! What a wierd little man! He was from Sunderland |
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Post by addicted2venos on May 25, 2007 8:12:29 GMT -1
That's really not on!! Where abouts did this happen?? Cavendish on West Street It's normally alright in places on West Street .......... but I suppose you can get random knobhead popping up anyway!! |
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Post by Giar on May 25, 2007 8:12:33 GMT -1
Jeez ! So not only a cheeky bastard but a very sad one too by the sound of it !?! Oh to have a night out in peace eh ?! sorry thats just so funny, however did he not get chucked out for being a pest? tis what i was thinking |
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Post by Mrs H on May 25, 2007 8:14:02 GMT -1
Oh it gets better SG, he grabbed my friends hand and tried to get her to feel his cock! Jeez ! So not only a cheeky bastard but a very sad one too by the sound of it !?! Oh to have a night out in peace eh ?! The story continues...my mates and I went into another pub and sat in a booth so we could have a chat and another bloke slides into the booth. We tell him we're married and that's like the best news he's ever heard!! He's spent the whole time talking to my chest and telling me that my mates were jealous of me  and then did that creepy thing that blokes do when they're pretending it's really loud so they can lower their head next to your face and look straight down your top. To put him off I actually put my cardigan on backward so he couldn't see them and he said it didn't matter because he already had the memory of my "stupendous boobies". *shudder* I am so glad I'm not single anymore!!!! |
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Post by thales on May 25, 2007 8:21:24 GMT -1
"stupendous boobies". *shudder* is it just me or does this sound of cav and STAN morning by the way |
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Post by addicted2venos on May 25, 2007 8:21:54 GMT -1
The story continues...my mates and I went into another pub and sat in a booth so we could have a chat and another bloke slides into the booth. We tell him we're married and that's like the best news he's ever heard!! He's spent the whole time talking to my chest and telling me that my mates were jealous of me and then did that creepy thing that blokes do when they're pretending it's really loud so they can lower their head next to your face and look straight down your top. To put him off I actually put my cardigan on backward so he couldn't see them and he said it didn't matter because he already had the memory of my "stupendous boobies". *shudder* I am so glad I'm not single anymore!!!! .......... and they say romance is dead!! I'm glad I'm not single as well. Nottingham town centre at night on the weekend is just a meat market. Chuck into the mix bizarre acts (like the time I saw a girl just hitch her skirt up and go for a wee outside pizza hut, while people were inside eating!!) and a bit of random violence. Then all of a sudden, the saturday night TV schedule looks quite appealing!! |
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Post by Neko Bazu on May 25, 2007 8:22:05 GMT -1
whre the fuck do you go out!?!?!?! What a wierd little man! He was from Sunderland Enough said. |
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Post by Mrs H on May 25, 2007 8:22:41 GMT -1
"stupendous boobies". *shudder* is it just me or does this sound of cav and STAN morning by the way Well I've met Cav so I know it wasn't him and unless Stan is lying to us all and has a thick Geordie accent, then I'm sure it wasn't him!  |
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Post by thales on May 25, 2007 8:25:55 GMT -1
is it just me or does this sound of cav and STAN morning by the way Well I've met Cav so I know it wasn't him and unless Stan is lying to us all and has a thick Geordie accent, then I'm sure it wasn't him! well if it was me, i'd hide it as well |
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Post by HURLOCK on May 25, 2007 8:28:17 GMT -1
The story continues...my mates and I went into another pub and sat in a booth so we could have a chat and another bloke slides into the booth. We tell him we're married and that's like the best news he's ever heard!! He's spent the whole time talking to my chest and telling me that my mates were jealous of me and then did that creepy thing that blokes do when they're pretending it's really loud so they can lower their head next to your face and look straight down your top. To put him off I actually put my cardigan on backward so he couldn't see them and he said it didn't matter because he already had the memory of my "stupendous boobies". *shudder* I am so glad I'm not single anymore!!!! .......... and they say romance is dead!! I'm glad I'm not single as well. Nottingham town centre at night on the weekend is just a meat market. Chuck into the mix bizarre acts (like the time I saw a girl just hitch her skirt up and go for a wee outside pizza hut, while people were inside eating!!) and a bit of random violence. Then all of a sudden, the saturday night TV schedule looks quite appealing!! well what class, I can laugh but as you say - in the light of day this is not what you want to be near! |
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Post by Mrs H on May 25, 2007 8:30:41 GMT -1
The story continues...my mates and I went into another pub and sat in a booth so we could have a chat and another bloke slides into the booth. We tell him we're married and that's like the best news he's ever heard!! He's spent the whole time talking to my chest and telling me that my mates were jealous of me and then did that creepy thing that blokes do when they're pretending it's really loud so they can lower their head next to your face and look straight down your top. To put him off I actually put my cardigan on backward so he couldn't see them and he said it didn't matter because he already had the memory of my "stupendous boobies". *shudder* I am so glad I'm not single anymore!!!! .......... and they say romance is dead!! I'm glad I'm not single as well. Nottingham town centre at night on the weekend is just a meat market. Chuck into the mix bizarre acts (like the time I saw a girl just hitch her skirt up and go for a wee outside pizza hut, while people were inside eating!!) and a bit of random violence. Then all of a sudden, the saturday night TV schedule looks quite appealing!! It just goes to prove that these people are single for a reason! I've never met a boyfriend/husband in a pub or club on a night out. I've always met them through work or friends. |
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Post by thales on May 25, 2007 8:32:40 GMT -1
so you didn't lead them on then....... Ooompa Lumpa dumpty do Ohhhhh I'm going to get soooo drunk tonight  |
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Post by Mrs H on May 25, 2007 8:35:29 GMT -1
so you didn't lead them on then....... Ooompa Lumpa dumpty do Ohhhhh I'm going to get soooo drunk tonight How can you lead someone on that you've never seen or spoken to before Eoin? |
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Post by addicted2venos on May 25, 2007 8:38:30 GMT -1
It just goes to prove that these people are single for a reason! I've never met a boyfriend/husband in a pub or club on a night out. I've always met them through work or friends. It does indeed ........ they've no social ability, so it's get tanked up up and get frisky!! Me 'n all, I met Mrs A2V at work ...... and other girlfriend I've had have either been through work, through friends or people I met a t Uni. I think the best time to meet people isn't after they've poured a shedload of booze down thier neck!! |
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Forever without exception. x
and then did that creepy thing that blokes do when they're pretending it's really loud so they can lower their head next to your face and look straight down your top.
