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So I see this very attractive girl at the underground station... ... it's about nine o'clock in the evening. She checks me out, I check her back. We walk in and out of our positions a bit nervously. There's some smiling. She's gorgeous I think - trendy, a bit short, very femme. The kind of woman who likes to dress up not primarily just to please the men, but to please themselves as well. That's very important to me. Dark long hair, tight jeans. The epitome of "my type". The problem with "my type" however is that girls like that either are just trendy or they can be shallow as hell, catalog consumers. But you can never really tell unless you get to know them, right? But I figure, why not? I approach about one stranger on situations like these per year and I thought now I'd like to give it a go. So I start slowly, but confidently walking towards her... and at the same moment it just happens that her mobile starts ringing...
... yep. It's the Crazy Frog ring tone. My next stop was the candy vending machine at the end of the hallway. | |
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Novabreaker said: ... it's about nine o'clock in the evening. She checks me out, I check her back. We walk in and out of our positions a bit nervously. There's some smiling. She's gorgeous I think - trendy, a bit short, very femme. The kind of woman who likes to dress up not primarily just to please the men, but to please themselves as well. That's very important to me. Dark long hair, tight jeans. The epitome of "my type". The problem with "my type" however is that girls like that either are just trendy or they can be shallow as hell, catalog consumers. But you can never really tell unless you get to know them, right? But I figure, why not? I approach about one stranger on situations like these per year and I thought now I'd like to give it a go. So I start slowly, but confidently walking towards her... and at the same moment it just happens that her mobile starts ringing...
... yep. It's the Crazy Frog ring tone. My next stop was the candy vending machine at the end of the hallway.  oh dear  | |
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better luck next time mate! | |
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Novabreaker said: ... it's about nine o'clock in the evening. She checks me out, I check her back. We walk in and out of our positions a bit nervously. There's some smiling. She's gorgeous I think - trendy, a bit short, very femme. The kind of woman who likes to dress up not primarily just to please the men, but to please themselves as well. That's very important to me. Dark long hair, tight jeans. The epitome of "my type". The problem with "my type" however is that girls like that either are just trendy or they can be shallow as hell, catalog consumers. But you can never really tell unless you get to know them, right? But I figure, why not? I approach about one stranger on situations like these per year and I thought now I'd like to give it a go. So I start slowly, but confidently walking towards her... and at the same moment it just happens that her mobile starts ringing...
... yep. It's the Crazy Frog ring tone. My next stop was the candy vending machine at the end of the hallway.
I would have done the same thing.  "I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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You should have waited for her to approach you. Women who are stuck in the past and want the guy to do everything are not worth the time. | |
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Ring ding ding ding ding ding ding, ring ding ding, ding ding ding. I'd a still spoken to her. The Crazy Frog is one of those things that you love or hate, a bit like marmite, but not worth missing a once a year opportunity for. I mean if a lady has a dab of marmite on toast once in while you can tolerate the jar in the back of the cupboard but if she piles it on her toast every morning then you move on. I think Crazy Frog is the same. Happy is he who finds out the causes for things.Virgil (70-19 BC). Virgil was such a lying bastard! | |
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Novabreaker said: ... it's about nine o'clock in the evening. She checks me out, I check her back. We walk in and out of our positions a bit nervously. There's some smiling. She's gorgeous I think - trendy, a bit short, very femme. The kind of woman who likes to dress up not primarily just to please the men, but to please themselves as well. That's very important to me. Dark long hair, tight jeans. The epitome of "my type". The problem with "my type" however is that girls like that either are just trendy or they can be shallow as hell, catalog consumers. But you can never really tell unless you get to know them, right? But I figure, why not? I approach about one stranger on situations like these per year and I thought now I'd like to give it a go. So I start slowly, but confidently walking towards her... and at the same moment it just happens that her mobile starts ringing...
... yep. It's the Crazy Frog ring tone. My next stop was the candy vending machine at the end of the hallway. On the way past you should have slapped her for that ringtone  | |
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I think I'm in love...  | |
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I used to get so pissed off at those fucking commercials!  | |
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Is that some European thing? Check this song out at:
http://www.soundclick.com...tmusic.htm | |
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what's the crazy frog ringtone? | |
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