Netcees - View Single Post - ITT I HAVE A DATE THIS SATURDAY WITH A BROWN SKIN SRI LANKAN GIRL I WOULD LIKE TO PEN

Fig · 07-23-2013, 05:27 PM

So do the downtown stroll thing, hold her hand. Get her a nice meal. Let her be spontaneous and explore the city like a youth, finding alleyways and climbing flights of steps to building rooftops. Stand there for a while. Appreciate her gleaming radiance intensified by the moonlight. Brush the hair from her face. Whisper sweet things to her that have been trivialized through repetition, but hold sincerety through your cadence and tone. Kiss her. Mean it. Involve yourself 100% emotionally in this girl. Leave nothing of yourself to hold onto. Give it up to her, like a Goddess. Like a vital extension of your being. Marry her bags. In all honesty, a civil union as imprudent as marriage serves no justice to the bond you two will hold... but it is the only statement you know to make which is close enough. Let her move in with you.... no.... no dont.... you two will move into a place of your own. You will explore one another. Every moment with her will be spent in pure visceral reaction and primal joy. Even her sorrow will be an ecstasy for you. Dance with her. Sing the song you wouldn't normally sing. Forget the world exists. Keep her from it. It didn't deserve her anyway. Then one day, go to work. Be anxious to return. Slide into your house and find her fucking your neighbor, Jamal. Experience an intense rage. Instantly control it, and use it to defeat the mega-nig, who doesn't visit the gym nearly as much as you but is 4 times as brolic and bad as you. Defeat him. Wear his face as a mask (kinda like King from tekken). Fuck your women with that nigger mask on. Make her scream till her voice is riddled to a depleted rasp. Shave her head. Eat all of the hair. Just eat it. Now eat her. In the sexual way of course. Pull the gene simmons tonguearoo on her and tap her peneal gland with your tongue, instantly opening all her chakras in a vibrant display of pure euphoria and orgasm. She will then be in her final form, in which state, she can fly. Now ride her to space. Fly straight through the atmosphere and instantly experience an icy, frozen death. But you two will freeze together, to stroll the cosmos in your own capsule for eternity, or until an asteroid eventually comes your way. Either way, you will spend you final breath on her.

And that is honestly how i think it should go

07-23-2013, 05:27 PM	#54
Fig Om Join Date: Jan 2013 Posts: 6,461 Battle Record: 8-16 Rep Power: 84181562	So do the downtown stroll thing, hold her hand. Get her a nice meal. Let her be spontaneous and explore the city like a youth, finding alleyways and climbing flights of steps to building rooftops. Stand there for a while. Appreciate her gleaming radiance intensified by the moonlight. Brush the hair from her face. Whisper sweet things to her that have been trivialized through repetition, but hold sincerety through your cadence and tone. Kiss her. Mean it. Involve yourself 100% emotionally in this girl. Leave nothing of yourself to hold onto. Give it up to her, like a Goddess. Like a vital extension of your being. Marry her bags. In all honesty, a civil union as imprudent as marriage serves no justice to the bond you two will hold... but it is the only statement you know to make which is close enough. Let her move in with you.... no.... no dont.... you two will move into a place of your own. You will explore one another. Every moment with her will be spent in pure visceral reaction and primal joy. Even her sorrow will be an ecstasy for you. Dance with her. Sing the song you wouldn't normally sing. Forget the world exists. Keep her from it. It didn't deserve her anyway. Then one day, go to work. Be anxious to return. Slide into your house and find her fucking your neighbor, Jamal. Experience an intense rage. Instantly control it, and use it to defeat the mega-nig, who doesn't visit the gym nearly as much as you but is 4 times as brolic and bad as you. Defeat him. Wear his face as a mask (kinda like King from tekken). Fuck your women with that nigger mask on. Make her scream till her voice is riddled to a depleted rasp. Shave her head. Eat all of the hair. Just eat it. Now eat her. In the sexual way of course. Pull the gene simmons tonguearoo on her and tap her peneal gland with your tongue, instantly opening all her chakras in a vibrant display of pure euphoria and orgasm. She will then be in her final form, in which state, she can fly. Now ride her to space. Fly straight through the atmosphere and instantly experience an icy, frozen death. But you two will freeze together, to stroll the cosmos in your own capsule for eternity, or until an asteroid eventually comes your way. Either way, you will spend you final breath on her. And that is honestly how i think it should go __________________ BIRDHORSE 8-15