HOT.

Here's what I do:

Aprroach her all nervously. Make yourself look like a wreck, like you
don't have the balls to do anything. When you finally get up close,
nervously say:

"Huh uhh...Hey...uhh..I'm sure you get this from a lot of guys, but..."

And then pause for a second, give her a sexy-****ing look in the eye,
and then say:

"Your shoes are untied"

End it with a sly smile, then walk away.

If she isn't walking over and trying tot alk to you within 30 seconds,
I'm not wearing glasses.


Or, alternatively, my favorite pickup line is "Hey baby, wanna go fart
in eachothers mouths?"

Ok, so I looked at your profile. First thing:

"Just a little something about me... I consider myself an average guy."


Average = loads of fun nowadays, eh?

I think that "nice guys" have a problem with reality when it comes to
women. It's good to be nice, howeve,r nice is closely attached with
another fatal word that nobody likes:

BORING.

Also, being overly nice is a sign of a lack of confidence to almost all
women. Women love confidence like Paris Hilton loves sex with random
skinny white guys with smelly socks. (I don't really intend to say
"socks", but I'm sure the word I wanted is censored.)

Imagine this: would you want to hang out with a friend that was
incredibly nice all the time? I don't think so. I would shoot myself. I
like to have fun.

"just call me up and I'll whisper what I think in your ear

plygeaw@yahoo.co.uk"


Haha...

...

What?

Hell yeah, let's do it. I love a good Killian's!

Is nervous about having her photo taken. May have been taken at
gunpoint.

If age has nothing to do with it, then I would be having sex with a 70
year-old.

I usually don't throw myself out there, but I figured this is a random
enough community to get advice.

My whole life, I've never gotten comments on my looks--good or bad. It's
weird, and I don't know why. I'm not very self-concious about it
(perhaps a little bit), but I'm wondering what people think of my looks.
Be honest.

This is odd for me, as I'm one of the most non-shallow people I know.
However, I think it's worth knowing.

Again, be honest. I won't be offended.

4/10. It's an age thing.

I wrote these few lines without thinking. They're about a friend of mine
who ran away from home looking to make it big in New York, but was
murdered 2 weeks after he got there. I want to turn this into a song.

----
I don't know you and you don't know me
Out on the road is where I will be
It's not that broken, lost or alone
I'm looking for someplace, somewhere a home