Depends what standards and expectations you set with your 'poem'.
If the first line was something like: "There was an old man named Billy.."
Then you might be OK.
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Depends what standards and expectations you set with your 'poem'.
If the first line was something like: "There was an old man named Billy.."
Then you might be OK.
I have a general query guys.
As you know, I have occasioned upon finding another female I'd consider potentially worthy of being Mrs JPF, having been heart-broken by the many women of Not606 and their various betrothals prior to engaging with me on this forum.
Anyway, I have spoken to her with increasing regularity for a week. As I said, she works at a sandwich shop, and I always get my sandwich from there (even when they only have horrible ones left... you can understand) at lunch, so we have been speaking. She always smiles when I walk past and one time she actually physically beamed at me... I don't know if that's a Geordie term for something else sexual, but just in case, I mean that she "lit up" (not a cigarette... jesus guys work with me)...
One day she was saying how she won a prize because a customer mentioned her name to head office for being excellent at customer service, unsurprisingly because she's amazing with everyone. Reading your mind here, I was content having a seriously attractive lady being charming with me for the sake of her job, but on this particular day she just said "have it" (about my sandwich... get your mind out of the gutter). I was utterly bewildered, and offered to pay several times, but she refused, so I left in a state of shock. In reply I went to WHSmiths and bought her some chocolates and sneaked them on the desk as I went past later.
The next day she thanked me, and we had another nice chat when I occasioned on passing (again). When I went for my sandwich, she couldn't give me it (pervert) as her colleague was there, so I insisted I was happy to pay (that's usually how I see business going at these places, I don't woo the women who work there for goods like Tash). Anyway, I once again gave her chocolates, but instead of having the receipt inside the bag, I slipped in a poem (I know, I'm not Mr Darcy, I realised my mistake seconds after doing it). Now I won't talk to her till Monday, when I'm next at work... WHAT IN GOD'S NAME CAN I DO TO RECTIFY THE SITUATION?!?!?!
I can't try and be cool, because I just gave her a f***ing a poem. Should I not see her on Monday, and see if she comes to my work to get stuff (as she has started to), which would make it clear she was perhaps still interested? Should I go see her, grow some balls and ask her out? Or should I just try and be aloof, keep it to a confusing friendship, and get the odd sandwich for free?
Being honest, my original intention was to keep giving her chocolates til she got fat enough to be closer to my "level", then I'd ask her out! I'm afraid she might notice my evil streak.
Get on her wavelength and go in, whip you knob out and put it in a hotdog bun...then ask her for some mustard.
Right I'll let you read the poem, but for fear the un-named hot girl googles it and finds me on here, talking about her, and the various other things I talk about....................
I'll send it you via PM.
It's not a good poem. At all.
Where were you when I was thinking giving her a poem was a good idea? Why do the classy b******s only show themselves after you make a tit of yourself?
ACS uses extra small bread rolls and a false miniature hand so it all looks more impressive.
I think you forgot the mini planes flying round as his penis swats at them in self-defence!
You're really wasted on this forum ACS... Imagine the boost in couplings if you teamed up with ChristianMingle... There'd be some hefty praying for the forgiveness of sins committed within seconds.
I could do those ditties in valentines cards.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
TheJPF has started
stalking you.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Will you hold my pint
While I pop to the loo
JPF ... don't be put off, honey .... the poem was a lovely idea
.... she probably can't wait to see you Monday
.... she probably can't wait to see you Monday