lubu1
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shoe freak u live in DC?
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Originally Posted by beh235
Wait, wait, wait. Summer time? Going on dates?. Y'all hustling backwards. I thought all of NT was about smash n dash in the summer time. So handcuffing in the summer time is the new wave. Ok....
Originally Posted by jflip
Any rainy date ideas? I'm near DC.
Originally Posted by Lubu1
Originally Posted by mytmouse76
First date doesn't matter something chill and cheap so there's no pressure
If we've been dating awhile I would like to do the $40 A Day Rachel ray used to do. Go to a city near by and eat breakfast lunch and dinner for no more than 40 each. Maybe see some museum or historical stuff the city has to offer. No chain food. Only local spots.
You'd really like to go to a muesem? Its hot if a dude takes you to the zoo or spy muesem?
Originally Posted by beh235
Wait, wait, wait. Summer time? Going on dates?. Y'all hustling backwards. I thought all of NT was about smash n dash in the summer time. So handcuffing in the summer time is the new wave. Ok....
Originally Posted by mytmouse76
Originally Posted by Lubu1
Originally Posted by mytmouse76
First date doesn't matter something chill and cheap so there's no pressure
If we've been dating awhile I would like to do the $40 A Day Rachel ray used to do. Go to a city near by and eat breakfast lunch and dinner for no more than 40 each. Maybe see some museum or historical stuff the city has to offer. No chain food. Only local spots.
You'd really like to go to a muesem? Its hot if a dude takes you to the zoo or spy muesem?
I LOVE museums & I LOVE walking. Never been to the Spy Museum. Zoo is cool if it's not too hot. I don't like to do a lot on a first date cuz I don't know you too well & would feel bad if you spent mad money and we don't go out again cuz I'm certainly not gonna offer to pay.
I didn't make it past hyperbaric chamberOriginally Posted by Ruxxx
^As soon as I read "We enter Bennigans..." I was DONE.
Originally Posted by shoefreakbaby
what date?
Spoiler [+]Forever alone
Originally Posted by Brolic Scholar
The date starts in my hyperbaric chamber. That's where I'll get the adequate rest to show her modern chivalry. After exiting my hc and doing a quick shot of flavored oxygen (I prefer mango/melon), I call her on google to verify our rendezvous.
I'll pick her up in a stretch hummer and inside what awaits is pure magic... a violinist under the neon lights playing dubstep remixes of classical music. Next to us is a tray of organic yogurt covered strawberries. I feed her one and she giggles with delight. We both drink champagne and share our vision of the future.
Once we arrive to our destination, the violinist rolls out a red carpet and I exit into the summer night draped in white linen. She's glistening, sweaty from pure lust and anticipated ecstacy. We enter Bennigans and all eyes are on us. No need for reservations, they know I'm bossed up by the time my top hat crosses the entrance door.
We eat. We talk. We dicuss the elements of hip hop.
On the way home, I feed her candy corn. She loves candy corn. I don't like candy corn. Confused, I ask her why she likes candy corn? It doesn't even taste like corn. She grows tired of my games. Grabbing my hand and putting it on her breasts, she looks deep into my eyes. The violinist plays "Wind Beneath My Wings" and we slow dance on our knees because my head will hit the ceiling.
I drop her off after we make love to the dubstep remix of "Wind Beneath My Wings."
She wants to get married, but I don't want to.
Perfect date.
Originally Posted by Brolic Scholar
The date starts in my hyperbaric chamber. That's where I'll get the adequate rest to show her modern chivalry. After exiting my hc and doing a quick shot of flavored oxygen (I prefer mango/melon), I call her on google to verify our rendezvous.
I'll pick her up in a stretch hummer and inside what awaits is pure magic... a violinist under the neon lights playing dubstep remixes of classical music. Next to us is a tray of organic yogurt covered strawberries. I feed her one and she giggles with delight. We both drink champagne and share our vision of the future.
Once we arrive to our destination, the violinist rolls out a red carpet and I exit into the summer night draped in white linen. She's glistening, sweaty from pure lust and anticipated ecstacy. We enter Bennigans and all eyes are on us. No need for reservations, they know I'm bossed up by the time my top hat crosses the entrance door.
We eat. We talk. We dicuss the elements of hip hop.
On the way home, I feed her candy corn. She loves candy corn. I don't like candy corn. Confused, I ask her why she likes candy corn? It doesn't even taste like corn. She grows tired of my games. Grabbing my hand and putting it on her breasts, she looks deep into my eyes. The violinist plays "Wind Beneath My Wings" and we slow dance on our knees because my head will hit the ceiling.
I drop her off after we make love to the dubstep remix of "Wind Beneath My Wings."
She wants to get married, but I don't want to.
Perfect date.
Originally Posted by Lubu1
I'm just tryna lose weight and get in shape.
Originally Posted by Brolic Scholar
The date starts in my hyperbaric chamber. That's where I'll get the adequate rest to show her modern chivalry. After exiting my hc and doing a quick shot of flavored oxygen (I prefer mango/melon), I call her on google to verify our rendezvous.
I'll pick her up in a stretch hummer and inside what awaits is pure magic... a violinist under the neon lights playing dubstep remixes of classical music. Next to us is a tray of organic yogurt covered strawberries. I feed her one and she giggles with delight. We both drink champagne and share our vision of the future.
Once we arrive to our destination, the violinist rolls out a red carpet and I exit into the summer night draped in white linen. She's glistening, sweaty from pure lust and anticipated ecstacy. We enter Bennigans and all eyes are on us. No need for reservations, they know I'm bossed up by the time my top hat crosses the entrance door.
We eat. We talk. We dicuss the elements of hip hop.
On the way home, I feed her candy corn. She loves candy corn. I don't like candy corn. Confused, I ask her why she likes candy corn? It doesn't even taste like corn. She grows tired of my games. Grabbing my hand and putting it on her breasts, she looks deep into my eyes. The violinist plays "Wind Beneath My Wings" and we slow dance on our knees because my head will hit the ceiling.
I drop her off after we make love to the dubstep remix of "Wind Beneath My Wings."
She wants to get married, but I don't want to.
Perfect date.