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that's my war face.
Join Date: Nov 2005
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I met a girl about a month ago
I asked her if we could take things slow because I just got out of a relationship and said that I was just looking for a quick fix she looked me in the eye with intensity straightened out her hand and rubbed it up my knee I started to sweat as her hand progressed and then I just let loose when she got to my chest I leant in slightly expecting she would to but she got up, walked out and left me to stew I reached for my phone out of my pocket but found that it was gone, along with my wallet Chorus Why do I attract such girls? You'd think there'd be a guddun in this whole dam world So about a week later I head off to a bar sit down with a pint and a crumbling cigar then I meet this girl with a head of flames she puts her hand on my shoulder and she asks me my name I reply with the answer and she brushes my hand repeats and repeats that she needs a real man I look around but she's talking to me Shot glasses in our hands, one two then a three so we clumsily exit and call for a cab kiss all the way back to her scummy little flat and when we get there I have to rub my eyes the room is filled with hairy naked guys Chorus Why do I attract such girls? You'd think there'd be a guddun in this whole dam world So this is my story and I hope you can relate to a guy who finds it hard to get past the first date So I'll sit at home with a pot noodle and a can watching dukes of hazzard tonight my date is my hand This story isn't about me. Please don't think it's about me! I just had great fun writing this and I thought you lot would have great fun reading it. EDIT: I've just realised how needy the title of this thread sounds. |
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