Huh. Guess you could sign up for this if you're looking for a free meal, no pressure? (Oh, but then you probably have to be nice. That would suck.)
You talking to me or the universal "you?"
Hey, nothing in your posts about all the hot young Italian studs. What gives?
Universal you, my dear. But if you want to try it and blog it I'm all ears (or would it be eyes?)
No studs yet, sadly. Hoping tomorrow's out-and-about will yield something. Maybe?
Mostly I'm wanting to buy intense-looking glasses and regretting that I brought sensible shoes and not hooker boots (which are all the rage here)
Buy hooker boots in the morning, attract studs the rest of the day. Stud can buy you a pair of glasses after dinner.
Huh. Not a bad idea. Can I buy the pink leather jacket, too? And what if I want more than just a pair of glasses?
Hey -- will you be upset if I wear hooker boots when we go out on our date in May? Will you refuse to be seen in public with me?
People don't normally ask in advance, so I'm having a little trouble sorting the judgmental me from the easygoing me. Wear whatever you like, it'll be fun.
OK, I'll surprise you :)
Reminds me -- I have to solidify those travel plans soon. I have the tix to Asia purchased, but not the Gentleville - Dad's & Ogged's city tix yet. Not sure how long on either side of the Asia trip I want to visit with dear old Dad (plus HT is really going to miss me)
What? No Trevor? How entertaining do you think I am?
Hey -- you were planning on entertaining me? I thought I was supposed to entertain you!
Maybe we could just go to an Internet cafe and blog side by side ...
You can send Trevor to my safekeeping. I'll find a place for him.
Right right, you entertain me. I don't know what I was thinking.
Maybe we could just go to an Internet cafe and blog side by side ...
You know that's going to happen at some point, right?
And obviously note how entertaining I am. I'm in Italy ... and blogging. (Of course, is 1:30 am, I'm an insomniac and is not safe for me to venture out alone at this hour).
I am ignoring b-wo.
Oh, and we not only need to co-blog from an Internet cafe, we need to photoblog it.
we need to photoblog it
We can have some stranger take neck-down pictures of us. Or we can photograph ourselves and a bunch of strangers from the neck down and let people guess which ones are us. Or, inshallah, we can finally have some panty-blogging.
If we do neck-down photos we'd best be sitting, right? You've got several inches on me, I think, and even hooker boots won't make up for it.
Panty blogging. Hmm. We could go to the beach and bikini blog. But I'm not sure about the panty blogging thing.
Maybe for entertainment we can panty blog photos of others. How difficult would it be to convince people on the street to drop trou and let us grab a shot?
Should I be negotiating here? Because bikini-blogging sounds just fine.
How difficult would it be to convince people on the street to drop trou and let us grab a shot?
Honestly, probably not very hard at all.
we'd best be sitting, right?
Or just tilt the camera.
We can have some stranger take neck-down pictures of us.
Most oblique "show us your titties" ever?
Wow, it's all "Bloggers Gone Wild" around here now.
If you blog from the beach, maybe we can see ogged's swimming-farmer tanlines.
Most oblique "show us your titties" ever?
And so necessary -- as if I've never shown them before.
How about it, w-lfs-n? Will you be the first to drop trou for our camera?
Ogged -- Sissy #1 lives in your area too and would totally do it. She's, umm, been on reality shows.
Sis panty-blogging is a great start, and I think we'd have no trouble getting other people to drop their pants. The date slowly takes shape...
I was going to come in and say that the asexual site is kinda sad rather than funny, but the thread, happily, is funny and weird rather than sad. Maybe you guys should put the panty/bikini/slut boot blogging up for vote...
Calling the hooker boots "slut boots"? That's over the line.
I'm not even going to mention "F me pumps." Only females can use that term.
I will mention that I am saving these comments as examples of the "perfect internet flirting techniques."
Ogged and Profgrrrrl, thanks for sharing.
But we know nothing will come of it since profgrrrrl will have snagged herself some guy named Gianluigi before the week is out, breaking Ogged's heart again.