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social media did not exist but yes something to that
most of the time it was a sat night bar hook up,,,and a week later u call the number she gave U all drunk and her husband answers the phone,,,just about the same except total strangers don't have access to your business...its insane today what everyone has to deal with.
No but I did hook up with the girl one night and proceeded to call her a few weeks later to invite her and her friends to a party I was having at my new house only to have her boyfriend/husband or what ever and self described "life partner" answer the phone and he was quite interested as to who I was. Hot chick with big nuts, dead lay. Yelped like Lassie.
Canada is like a really nice apartment over a meth lab.
Banged a chick on a planned drunken 1 night stand only to see her post a week later on social media celebrating her 5 year anniversary with her BF?
What a disaster!
my dear friend picked up a girl at the classic shithole, Jay's Elbow Room in Maple Shade.
The next morning he's getting dressed and looks across the room to see her wedding photo with a local sports anchor at the time (who happens to be in prison today).
Officially awaiting Douchebagnacht II since
May 7, 2010
500 internet fights, that's the number I figured when I first joined igglephans. 500 internet fights and you could consider yourself a legitimate internet-tough guy. You need them for experience, to develop leather skin. So I got started. Of course along the way you stop thinking about being tough and all that. It stops being the point. You get past the silliness of it all. But then...after...you realize that's what you are.
my dear friend picked up a girl at the classic shithole, Jay's Elbow Room in Maple Shade.
The next morning he's getting dressed and looks across the room to see her wedding photo with a local sports anchor at the time (who happens to be in prison today).
Your girl wanna lay wit me
Took her to the Bay wit me
500 internet fights, that's the number I figured when I first joined igglephans. 500 internet fights and you could consider yourself a legitimate internet-tough guy. You need them for experience, to develop leather skin. So I got started. Of course along the way you stop thinking about being tough and all that. It stops being the point. You get past the silliness of it all. But then...after...you realize that's what you are.
You know you're not completely over the fucking hill when your son hooks his iPhone into the car sound system, puts that on, and you nod to the beat and laugh at the lyrics.
Obscenity is the last refuge of an inarticulate motherfucker.
500 internet fights, that's the number I figured when I first joined igglephans. 500 internet fights and you could consider yourself a legitimate internet-tough guy. You need them for experience, to develop leather skin. So I got started. Of course along the way you stop thinking about being tough and all that. It stops being the point. You get past the silliness of it all. But then...after...you realize that's what you are.
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