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Don't tell her. Go to the bar, find a tipsy chick, hit on her, tell her she's beautiful, and your car's just outside and you wanna worship her body and make her feel as beautiful as she looks.
 
Tell her the wild things you can do with your tongue, your fingers are nimble yet gentle, and can make her raspberry swirl.
 
Don't tell her. Go to the bar, find a tipsy chick, hit on her, tell her she's beautiful, and your car's just outside and you wanna worship her body and make her feel as beautiful as she looks.

She'll probably want me to buy her a drink first and that ain't happening unless the bar takes food stamps. I'm broke, unemployed and up to my eyeballs in debt. I'm such a catch.

(Excuse train is a rolling....hop aboard, Donovan)
 
If she's drunk enough, buy her a coke with lime, she'll think she's getting something different and then you can bitch with her about how the bartender is beginning to water down her drinks because she might be a little sloshed. Maybe you can give her a ride home...

The opportunities are endless, here. Yea, I get the sense you're making up excuses, and I really don't know why, but whatevs. I'VE GIVEN YOU THE TOOLS TO FUCK A DRUNK WOMAN NOW USE THEM
 
Um, yeah. I was a bit confused by that as well. I thought I laid out a pretty good plan. *sniffles*
 
Sorry. I dug it as well. I meant thanks for the bar plan, but I must be off to social services and stuff. And just got back and i need to help make an early dinner in a few minutes.
 
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