Strange Encounters With the Female Kind
#21
06-06-2010, 09:39 PM
Diesel Wrench
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#24
06-07-2010, 12:51 PM
Diesel Bomber
women are crazy, not only are they crazy, but they are also stupid. I believe once a female reaches the age of 18 they should have to go before 10 men, and hold a conversation with each. if the men think you have something decent to say, you get to keep your tounge, if not they cut it out. sat. at the truck and tractor pull there was a woman beside me....and she had bleach blonde hair, ( so did her friend) and they brought a cooler full of beer and crap... and i scooted down a little ... i didnt want anyone to think i was with them... well they start drinking.... a few minutes after the pull started it began to pour down. I mean in a matter of 15 seconds we were soaked...and the girls sit there still drinking... and finally the rain cleared away... and i stood up and wringed out my shirt and shorts and my hair.... and the chick beside me goes "It was raining" and i glaced around at the other people and they just shook their heads...
there was also a really pretty girl near me... well...she was pretty untill she smiled.... Im sure you guys have seen that before too hahaha
there was also a really pretty girl near me... well...she was pretty untill she smiled.... Im sure you guys have seen that before too hahaha
#25
06-07-2010, 01:32 PM
Well, the one married girl that rejected me because I loved her more than Jesus sent me a text message out of the blue today, while I was at work on the good ole' battery smelter. She said that she heard Freebird and it reminded her of me. Then she asked me if I wrote anything recently, and for me to send it to her.
So I emailed her some of my literature.
I hate her so, so, so, so much.
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I'm laying in bed at 11:00 at night and she sends me a text message saying "Rush is on!"
I'm thinking, "what's this? She's thinking about me at 11:00 at night? She's likes Rush now? Girls can't like Rush, what the hell? I have no doubts that she'll sour on this current marriage-out-of-horniness sooner-or-later, maybe she's shopping around or something..."
So, subtly-like, I respond; "Do you like Rush? They have a local tour stop in August, I was thinking about going." See how I skillfully ask a question to keep her involved and indirectly invite her out? See my suavity?
She responds, "I liked the song. It was on the radio, I knew it was them, my husband is a fan and I know you're a fan too."
Thank you, my eternal beloved, the only girl I've ever been able to enjoy endless conversation with, the only person I've ever met with inherent understanding of how I think, the brightest most ding-batted girl on the planet... Thank you for letting me know that you're sitting at home listening to the radio with your husband at 23:00 thinking about me.
Can I find another girl? Please? Why does my life have to be stuck on this one? Because I'm so far past this one. This one is out of warranty. It's only there out of default, because there's nothing else to replace it with. This has nothing left to offer. It's topped-out. It's just burned into the screen and I can only see that because there's nothing else to show on the screen. There's no upside left. Point of diminishing returns. The pages are so over-written they're all illegible black, and I am not in any mood to start writing in white-out.
Four billion women on the planet, I know two well enough to have their numbers in my phone, one of which I was engaged to and didn't have any inclination to be, the other of which is married to not-me, and neither of which would ever even hold my hand. Let's see, maybe I'll meet a girl at the racetrack tomorrow with all the old men that somehow roped me into being the designated driver for this year's Triple Crown. Or maybe under my truck on Sunday while I take out the crappy Auto-Zone steering box. Maybe at Auto-Zone where I trade in the steering box for a hopefully less-crappy steering box. Maybe at work at the battery smelter on Monday where the young woman would look very cute in the body condom and respirator. Or maybe the coal plant in Iowa next week. There's gotta be girls there, right?
So I emailed her some of my literature.
I hate her so, so, so, so much.
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I'm laying in bed at 11:00 at night and she sends me a text message saying "Rush is on!"
I'm thinking, "what's this? She's thinking about me at 11:00 at night? She's likes Rush now? Girls can't like Rush, what the hell? I have no doubts that she'll sour on this current marriage-out-of-horniness sooner-or-later, maybe she's shopping around or something..."
So, subtly-like, I respond; "Do you like Rush? They have a local tour stop in August, I was thinking about going." See how I skillfully ask a question to keep her involved and indirectly invite her out? See my suavity?
She responds, "I liked the song. It was on the radio, I knew it was them, my husband is a fan and I know you're a fan too."
Thank you, my eternal beloved, the only girl I've ever been able to enjoy endless conversation with, the only person I've ever met with inherent understanding of how I think, the brightest most ding-batted girl on the planet... Thank you for letting me know that you're sitting at home listening to the radio with your husband at 23:00 thinking about me.
Can I find another girl? Please? Why does my life have to be stuck on this one? Because I'm so far past this one. This one is out of warranty. It's only there out of default, because there's nothing else to replace it with. This has nothing left to offer. It's topped-out. It's just burned into the screen and I can only see that because there's nothing else to show on the screen. There's no upside left. Point of diminishing returns. The pages are so over-written they're all illegible black, and I am not in any mood to start writing in white-out.
Four billion women on the planet, I know two well enough to have their numbers in my phone, one of which I was engaged to and didn't have any inclination to be, the other of which is married to not-me, and neither of which would ever even hold my hand. Let's see, maybe I'll meet a girl at the racetrack tomorrow with all the old men that somehow roped me into being the designated driver for this year's Triple Crown. Or maybe under my truck on Sunday while I take out the crappy Auto-Zone steering box. Maybe at Auto-Zone where I trade in the steering box for a hopefully less-crappy steering box. Maybe at work at the battery smelter on Monday where the young woman would look very cute in the body condom and respirator. Or maybe the coal plant in Iowa next week. There's gotta be girls there, right?
So in other words.. Your Sister sent you a text out of the Blue?????
#26
06-07-2010, 03:40 PM
Diesel Enthusiast
Akward momnet for me.....
Yesterday I took my girlfriend to the horse and tack auction on a date.
Well my other mom and her boyfriend scott show up and a girl my age ellen. I have ellen before at a barrel race with my other mom a few years back. Well all five of us were in the stand watching the auction picking on one another and havin a jolly ole time. Me and ellen were pickin on one another and poking and fighting etc. etc.. Well after the tack sale ended we had a 30 min break before the horse sale started so my girlfriend ellen and I went out to the corrals to look at all of the horses and see what was good. Well Ellen is horse smart and my girl isn't. So Ellen was talking with me about how I should buy her a horse and how this horse standts and how that was is founderd and how she would look good on that horse and how I would look good on that horse. Ellen was trying to get of the attetion she can from me and my girl seemed alittle uspet.
Fella's I was trying to pay attetion to both but Ellen kept talking and my girl is kinda quiet. it was so dam hard to pay attention to both. So I had to kept reminding myself that I have a girlfriend
DON'T get me wrong I like my girl and she is pretty and fun to be with and lives closer, but Ellen is a cowgirl and she is pretty etc. etc.
Well my girl and ellen seemed like they were going to fight
So threw out the auction Ellen kept on flirting with me and my girl wasn't liking it
After the auction was done we loaded up the gear we bought into Scotts truck and mine and talked for a few and said are good byes.
Well Ellen and my girl gave eachother a hug, but it was a I'mma F*** you up hug
and Ellen gave me hug and it was like a see you soon hug
This was very akward for me and but I kinda enjoyed the attention from to beuatiful girls
Yesterday I took my girlfriend to the horse and tack auction on a date.
Well my other mom and her boyfriend scott show up and a girl my age ellen. I have ellen before at a barrel race with my other mom a few years back. Well all five of us were in the stand watching the auction picking on one another and havin a jolly ole time. Me and ellen were pickin on one another and poking and fighting etc. etc.. Well after the tack sale ended we had a 30 min break before the horse sale started so my girlfriend ellen and I went out to the corrals to look at all of the horses and see what was good. Well Ellen is horse smart and my girl isn't. So Ellen was talking with me about how I should buy her a horse and how this horse standts and how that was is founderd and how she would look good on that horse and how I would look good on that horse. Ellen was trying to get of the attetion she can from me and my girl seemed alittle uspet.
Fella's I was trying to pay attetion to both but Ellen kept talking and my girl is kinda quiet. it was so dam hard to pay attention to both. So I had to kept reminding myself that I have a girlfriend
DON'T get me wrong I like my girl and she is pretty and fun to be with and lives closer, but Ellen is a cowgirl and she is pretty etc. etc.
Well my girl and ellen seemed like they were going to fight
So threw out the auction Ellen kept on flirting with me and my girl wasn't liking it
After the auction was done we loaded up the gear we bought into Scotts truck and mine and talked for a few and said are good byes.
Well Ellen and my girl gave eachother a hug, but it was a I'mma F*** you up hug
and Ellen gave me hug and it was like a see you soon hug This was very akward for me and but I kinda enjoyed the attention from to beuatiful girls
#29
06-07-2010, 04:24 PM
i was working at a shirt factory at night in HS. i always sweat if im doing something, realy bad when it is summer time. well it was june, and this chick came up to me and said i smelled good. i looked at her and said BS and kept walking 
she was wanting to screw me to **** off her on again off again bf. i think she got my point she never flirted with me again
she was wanting to screw me to **** off her on again off again bf. i think she got my point she never flirted with me again
#30
06-07-2010, 04:28 PM
a couple weeks ago this chick txt jw out of the blue wanting to find a bf. he gave her my number since im single. first night we were talking she was already saying she was horny and wanted me 
i didnt mind that as much, well the next day i was kinda busy, and she kept telling me she was horny and wanted me bla bla bla, so i told her im sorry. then she went off saying she would find someone else, i said go for it. not gonna hurt my damn feelings. wtf is wrong with some people
i didnt mind that as much, well the next day i was kinda busy, and she kept telling me she was horny and wanted me bla bla bla, so i told her im sorry. then she went off saying she would find someone else, i said go for it. not gonna hurt my damn feelings. wtf is wrong with some people
