Wow, she changed her mind. You’d think she was a human or something.
Yes, but that rule works in the real world too. (I keed, I keed. Your doughnuts are better than ours. And… hmm. I’ll get back to you on this one.)
Don’t you think it’s insulting to insinuate women are not humans? - despite your moniker…
Uh, no. Y’see, I was being a little snarky about elmwood’s use of “woman” and suggesting that people change their minds all the time.
Unless I’m being whooshed.
The only thing he’s “better” at is being attractive to, and later having sex with, women.
I’d like to see how he does at a little game called World of Warcraft. Then we’ll see who the half-orc shaman is!
Quit complaining and get in line for sloppy thirds dude, she sounds hot.
You know, in horse breeding they use a horse called a “teaser stud” whose job it is to determine whether a mare is in heat and sometimes to, um, get her in the mood for the real stud and make sure she is in heat.
Just sayin’. You teaser stud, you.
Nah, gotta go with the mainland. Brits are only marginally less repressed than Americans. Though there is something to be said for that thing you guys do with the feather.
Oi! It’s not just the Brits that are not on the mainland
Kiss him, he’s Irish.
After all, he needs some consolation.
But she didn’t screw with their heads (or anything else, apparently). She established limits with them and stood by those limits over the course of her relationship with alll three. Then, she traveled and may or may not have established different limits with men she met abroad. She’s allowed to to that. We’re all allowed to establish limits as we see fit with whomever we want. That’s part of being a person.
Boys, let me tell you a secret. Sometimes, when a girl doesn’t have sex with you, and does have sex with someone else, it’s not because she has the first idea whether the other guy is better than you, it’s because she’s eighteen and shallow.
Sometimes. But if you’re in the habit of calling women who have sex with other men but not you whores, assume it’s the “better than you” thing.
If you want to get back at her, buy her a ticket to Aruba.
[Buck Henry]
“Vespa.”
[/Buck Henry]
You know, if you make a habit of concluding that women who have sex with other men in preference to you do it because they are shallow and 18…you might consider the “better than you” option.
How about :
]Boys, let me tell you a secret. Sometimes, when a girl doesn’t have sex with you, and does have sex with someone else, it’s because she wants to have sex with him and doesn’t want to have sex with you.
Aren’t we past the point where having casual sex automatically qualifies a girl as “shallow”?
JINX 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
That was freaky.
Well, in five years on these boards, i think i can honestly say that i’ve never seen a pitting get so roundly thrashed as this one has been.
Feeling a bit bruised, Argent Towers?
Damn it, I just can’t seem to be able to leave this one alone just yet, even if I’m obviously pissing against the wind here. This brought back memories from way back when I was a young pup myself, and ran into similar young girls. These girls would treat sex like it was a sacred thing, a “special gift”, or something amazingly complicated and problematic that had to be debated and pondered endlessly but obviously *never *practiced. In the meantime, here we are, the lads, in the prime of our boyhoods, horny as a boatload of sailors, just wanting to get it on already. Get some action, bury the weenie, flop in the hay. But, alas, no. That’s obviously supposed to be *really difficult *to obtain.
Then, one day, out of the blue, the previously pious ladies would suddenly turn on their heels, become party animals, and of course, seemingly without a care, boink a number of gentlemen. Just like that, apparently without a moment’s thought. Of course, the boinking would only commence in the company of *other *gentlemen. Better looking gentlemen. Usually slightly *older *gentlemen, in their twenties or something. Not necessarily Italian gentlemen, but perhaps guitar players, or bikers, or whatever. *Bad *guys. Never the nice, decent young chaps who only wanted to care for the abovementioned girls, truly love them, bring them chocolates and flowers every morning. Go figure.
Yeah, so that’s the story from the perspective of an 18-year-old guy. Really, I do remember that it made me want to go bang my head against the wall. It certainly seemed as if I’d have better luck understanding quantum physics than figuring out what the deal was with girls.
Listen - I do not in any way fault the young lady at all for simply acting like a young lady. More power to her. Lord only knows that being female at that age in this society must be a God-awfully confusing thing. However, I certainly do also sympathize with the OP’s honest frustration, and the fact that he’s not really in the mood to see things from her point of view, or even being able to figure out how the heck things look like from her perspective. As for what her reasons really are… heck, I’ll be damned if I know. I never managed to figure out what those girls were thinking.
(I do suspect that the OP might secretly have a certain thing for this particular girl himself… his frustration seems to be somewhat… *personally *motivated. However, Og forbid that I should mention that. Oops, just did. Oh well, forget that I said it, OK?)
But, yeah. To the OP: sadly, this really is none of your business. Leave the poor girl alone, and don’t call her nasty names like that. It’s really bad form, and I don’t think “whore” means what you think it does. Look it up some time. However, at the same time, I don’t think you shouldn’t be allowed to whine a bit. Girls are fickle. Boys are horny. The combination is sometimes less than ideal. Good grief, I’m just really happy that I’ll never have to be 18 again. For what it’s worth, my dear chap, it only gets easier from here.