Yup, combine the 2 flower thing and approaching her. I guarantee you'll have a date, unless she's already seeing someone.
I met my wife at a restaurant I worked in. I was the floor manager and ended up taking over the table where she was seated. I was floored from the moment I saw her and wanted to meet her. Turns out she was roommates with my hostess. I bugged her to hook me up and to make a long story short I convinced her to come in, she wanted to interview for a part-time hostess position anyway. I spoke to her briefly (it was a busy night) and agreed to meet her the next day over lunch to talk more in depth about the positions I want-- I mean the hostess position. Turns out she lived 2 blocks away from me, close to where I worked. I drove over to her place and knocked on her door with a single rose in my hand, ready for the 'interview'. You should have seen her eyes light up. Flowers are magical with women, I guess it's like us guys getting a six pack or a hustler magazine as a gift.
1. I wouldn't expect anything less, you being the floor manager and all. nyuk, nyuk 2. That's sexual harassment, pal.
ronnie, however you decide to handle it, just talk to her and listen when she talks. Make her laugh. If she's comfortable being around you, you got a chance..... hey...you don't really wear a hair piece, right? That might be a deal breaker for some women. I mean it was different for Burt because he had lots and lots of money.
nice story. opie the romantic. i figured you would have pulled up next to her at a stop light, revved ur engine and said, "hey baby, there's a free continental breakfast at the motel 6. so you won't be hungry AND lonely when you wake up and im gone."
Ropes, pulleys, ball gags, and a 20 foot pit in your basement is coercion? Don't sweat it. I got your back. I've kept that secret all these years and I won't tell now either.
Methinks you have juxtaposed Nabo's persona and mine. I live in South Florida a 20 foot pit in a basement here is a swimming pool. I have the fishing shed in the woods with the padlock, ropes, pullys, ball gags, etc.
Neither am I. However you are old, and I'm not. But you? You're very old. Hanging Gardens of Babylon old. Not me though. Where as I piss excellence, you piss dust. Matlock used to watch you.
I actually used to work for a guy who calls himself Mr. PC. As in computers. He has a radio show in Ocala. I hate him with a passion. I challenge you to a duel.
Judging from your Facebook profile pic, I must respectfully decline a duel. I don't know if I could pierce the veil of awesome that surrounds you let alone your, er, flesh.
I see you fear me, as you should. I bet it was when you saw just how far I was willing to go, with just the electrical tape, holding my controller to the broom handle that first scared you wasn't it. The first bead of terror filled sweat trickled down your brow once you realized, that thing isn't coming off for at least a good 2 or 3 swings. Yes, fear me as you should.
The clincher was when I realized that your cape was actually a pair of your mother's panties. I don't know if you smell my fear or not, but I was ascairt!
Opie, dont act like youre not just hating because he's decked out in NES gear. We're on to your SEGA "dreams".
I'd go with what ya got thats classy , but you could always invite her here to this thread, after reading alot of these comments you'll be her Knight in Shining Armor lol GOOD LUCK MAKE IT HAPPEN!
This thread is hilarious...much funnier then anything that ever came out of Dane Cook's mouth thats for damn sure. A wise man once said "that if history has taught you nothing else it is that a woman who receives flowers can usually be found in the fetal position when the clock strikes midnight" Best of luck Ronnie.
i agree with this. if your going to send flowers, and you want to write a message, write something like meet me so and so and so and so time. use the flowers and the note as an avenue to ask her out. cuz sooner or later you have to do it, or your going no where with it.
Are you implying my suggestion to Ronnie that he tell her his ***** size wasn't classy? How dare you Sir... HOW DARE YOU!!!
SIDE NOTE: I once had to work on a catalog for a company that sells chrome accessories for truckers. Besides the "Bull's Balls" section and others, there were two sections for mud flaps. One was ,"Mud Flaps" the other was "Classy Mud Flaps". True story. Carry on.
Well um ___ yes! and by the way I know you were just helping out ronnie so he could bring his chic here and look like the man . Good guy you are !
I had one of those she was a big girl but them flaps wow, did i just say that i guess i did she was pretty though
Alright, they are on their way, sent the ones I picked with the simple message to brighten your day. Will either stop or call after they are sent, I am leaning toward doing the drive by. Thanks for everyones help and advice!
Flowers are vaginal. Isn't it a good thing, vaginas & flowers aren't reversed? I think it would suck to send a dozen long stemmed vaginas to a woman hoping to get a peak at her flower....Yeah, that would suck. I feel the same way about cheeseburgers and vacuums, but that's another story.
