The state of the American woman: 1985-2000...+

Took my girlfriend to a concert one time in the late 80's and I forgot my wallet and had no money. She said "don't worry about it" and proceeded to walk up to the bar and get us free drinks "some how".

I just wanted to show you millennials what it meant to have a date way back when we used to have them in the old days.

I asked this really pretty girl out to go with me to a concert I was really into and she did. She hated the music. Peck on the cheek at the end after she suffered thru the whole concert.

While in college I asked this girl out to dinner. She said yes. Spent a bunch of money on her and she was like "bye" right afterwards. lol. She was a real user that one.

now don't get me wrong... I used to have a lot of fun ONCE I got a promotion into the company as an "exempt" employee. We used to have really hot secretaries walking around. Smoking was allowed at employee's desks back then.

So, you know, bowling night was basically adultery night. lol.

Best blow job I ever got, I kid you not, was by a small town stripper. We went out after some partying to this extremely small strip club in a college town. There before my eyes was a pregnant (I kid you not) pregnant stripper who could put her legs behind her head, on stage.

Now this girl, I'll call her Ariel, She had the sweetest phone voice a man could ever hear. I kid you not.

And you know what else? She was the best. Period. Wow.

Only got her cause I did her girlfriend first. Took me some work! Her husband came pounding on the house I was staying at while we were out at a motel.

That's the breaks buddy!

One time I had the public coming to my apartment for one thing or another, and I open the door, and there's an extremely tall, beautiful girl standing there.

I later find out it's a famous porn star I wasn't aware of. Lucky me..

So I'm just saying guys, you millennials, this is dating prior year 2k.

want some more? I'll give you some more!

Around that time of Ariel (god I miss that girl) I hooked up with this cute redhead drunk at the end of a wild college party apartment. Got into the upper bunk with here and I'm doing her and saying all this shit and one of my friends (I find out later) is in the lower bunk bed.lol. I'm saying all kinds of crazy shit too.

I remember my earliest teenage girlfriends when I first learned to drive, and we'd drive and drive and there was absolutely no where to park to fuck because the cops would frequent every single business... so lol I'd drive way out on these country roads... and I'd literally park right on the road and try to have sex with my girlfriend. Sucked.

So I meet this playboy level model in my senior year. She smokes cigarettes. I don't. But I put up with it. I blow it and walk out during nudity. Man wtf was I thinking. She went into the navy and her dad was a cool harley dude. Someone smack me please.

I'll put this in context. I was ruined by my first girlfriend. She was beyond average. Let's just put it that way. She was beyond hot. Hot hot hot. Married a lawyer later in life and traveled the world. Sad how shallow but whatever.

So I'll just say that I couldn't exactly work with another body soon after her. That's my excuse for navy/playboy girl and I'm sticking to it ;).

So the lesson kids? You can get em if you learn to have some balls. I don't know how else to explain that. It's not in the body (workout body). It's in the face. The mind. It's either hard or soft.

Had a beautiful girl (friend of a girlfriend) put her beautiful legs up on my legs as she lied back. Sexy dress and heels. My "ex" sat right across, had invited her out. This is not too long ago. So it's not a lost cause. I can still get girls.

It's about a strong mind, body, and balls. It shows on your face if you have all three I think. At least some body. But mostly balls.

Cool stories bro

Butthole Sniffers? wtf is this? gtfo it sounds like butt sniffers. Get some taste in music. This is exactly what I'm talking about. Shut this tripe down and play something good!

Good lord man it sounded like a cat pissing on a tin pan.

You know, the fuckin Beatles won't let us have a public recording of this song. But even this cover of it is better than that tripe somebody posted last. Learn some fucking taste, huh? Grow a beard you weirdo millineaums.

Thanks! All true,
but you knew that...

And then...


That's all right... ;) I did alright thru the 80's.

OP gets turned on by being financially used so he copies and Oates other people's fan fictions to get off on

I give my own thread 2 stars.

huh?

what is that? some star trek shit?

Do you talk to yourself a lot?

I do. I so happy you're talking to me now!

Butthole Surfers used to ROCK you fucking troglodytes.

oh god no sir. I don't talk to myself. I'm ok to still have a gun, right? lol

My, my, my, how far we've come.