GopherIt! wrote:^
this is true.
in contrast, I don't recommend asking a girl how often she goes to Old Country Buffet.
But I'm a fan of getting slapped, so I use that one all the time.
In a slightly related story...
Back in my party days when I was young, a bunch of the guys all went out to the club. Right when I get there I see this good looking girl at the bar and stroll on up to take my chances. I buy her a drink, we chat for awhile, she seems pretty cool. After a bit her "friend" walks up, we'll call her Bertha, and grabs the girl by her arm and drags her away. I'm thinking, ok, whatever, plenty of girls here, no big deal.
Later on in the night the girl finds me and we start chatting again. We ended up dancing for a couple songs, until Bertha comes back and drags her friend away again, saying something like, "I told you not to talk to him." So I'm a little offended. Who's pork chop to say that her friend can't talk to me? Now I'm not your typical bar/club guy. I'd go, have a couple beers, usually just wearing jeans and a t-shirt, nothing too fancy. Apparently I didn't meet Bertha's standards of pretty boy jacknuts who grinds on girls.
So I'm chatting with my buddy about it and it pisses him off. Now this is my big friend, the overweight, former defensive lineman from my T-Wolves Dancer story that some of you might remember. Now he's a big boy, and for not being much to look at, he's got a way with words. Especially with girls that no one in their right mind would ever date. He heads over to where Bertha is, and she must not know he's friends with me because she's just eating up every line he throws at her like it's half-price Tuesday at the OCB. She's smiling like she's found her Burger King. Then all of a sudden she slaps him across the face and he comes walking back to us with a smile a mile wide.
Apparently he was flirting with her pretty good, and she's getting all dreamy eyed and buying all of it. Then he asks her, "Where'd you get that shirt?" She tells him and says, "Why? You like it?" he responds with, "No, it makes you look fat." Thats when she slapped him.
Needless to say I didn't get the girl's number, but we all got a story to share for around the bonfire.