Originally posted by huckleberryhoundBasically if you get drunk enough to count barfing among your concerns then, although your dislike of her smoking is legitimate, she should be discussing, on her internet forum of choice, the fact that her txting buddy is a lush and a hypocrite.
I'm the worst type of non-smoker. . .i'm an ex-smoker.
Since i stopped (3 years ago), i've got my sense of smell back. I've tried dating smokers, but kissing a smoker is a total turn off, it'd make you barf when you're drunk. There's only one smoker i can kiss that doesn't make me barf, but that's another days work. 😛
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Originally posted by huckleberryhoundI hate smoking as much as you do, huck and I'm living with my girlfriend who smokes a pack a day. It can work quite well if you set some rules from the start.
I got this number for this girl. I'd never met her, but i work so much, and so does she, that someone thought we'd make a cool couple.
Everything was going well, we've been sending txt messages to each other, i've been showing interest in the more mundane things, we've told each other how hard we think each other works yadda yadda yadda.
The she the pun), now i've got this picture of some smokey ashtray in my head.
What do i do ?
I don't have a problem that she smokes if she agrees to:
- No smoking inside the apartment (she has to leave to the balcony);
- No smoking inside the car (I don't care how long is the trip);
- No kissing immediately after smoking (it's like licking an ashtray);
If she respects my space (that I NEED to be smoke-free), no problem.
Edit - You need to do this from the start, or you'll never get her to accept these rules afterwards.
Originally posted by huckleberryhoundYou think that's bad?
I got this number for this girl. I'd never met her, but i work so much, and so does she, that someone thought we'd make a cool couple.
Everything was going well, we've been sending txt messages to each other, i've been showing interest in the more mundane things, we've told each other how hard we think each other works yadda yadda yadda.
The she ...[text shortened]... the pun), now i've got this picture of some smokey ashtray in my head.
What do i do ?
My mate went to Kuala Lumpur on business for a month, but he'd heard about the trade there and kept himself away from prostitutes. Well, he met this real cutie, 5 nights in a row they met, talked, ate and drank... he thought he was in love, finally invited her back to his place, kissed her, things got steamy, then he slipped his hand down and found a few things any man would be proud to call his own...
Moral of the tale: Have a good look before you commit.
My question to you is: "Where did you get her number from?"