04 Jan 07
Originally posted by huckleberryhoundWhen I was a young man, and single, I'd put on my best bell-bottoms and snuggle up to the jukebox when I saw a real fox standing there. I'd say "hey groovy lady, that new Doors song is far out." Then I'd pop in the quarter for three songs and invite her over for a Hamn's beer. Man, I was smoooooth!!! 😀
coming up from behind and slipping my hand down the front of her........oh, e4.
04 Jan 07
Originally posted by badmoonI much prefer just asking...can i get a kiss?
When I was a young man, and single, I'd put on my best bell-bottoms and snuggle up to the jukebox when I saw a real fox standing there. I'd say "hey groovy lady, that new Doors song is far out." Then I'd pop in the quarter for three songs and invite her over for a Hamn's beer. Man, I was smoooooth!!! 😀
You'd be suprised how many times that actually works 🙂
04 Jan 07
Originally posted by huckleberryhoundI once jumped on a 50m long table, walked across it to the other end to a foxy girl, smiled and said hi. boldness works like nothing else. (I'm very sorry if I spilled someone's beer, but if so, it was sacrificed for a greater good)
I much prefer just asking...can i get a kiss?
You'd be suprised how many times that actually works 🙂
04 Jan 07
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Originally posted by huckleberryhoundyup-that worked when i was a teenager (he says, having been 20 for 3 months) and worked the local rock clubs. darn, i was anything but smooth...but don't worry, i'm better now...
I much prefer just asking...can i get a kiss?
You'd be suprised how many times that actually works 🙂
as for chess, i'm a scotsman to the core. that's why i open with the English: 1.c3
EDIT: or c4 to counter the kings pawn.
