Sunday, January 03, 2010

Premature ejaculation


It's what happens when you have an itch to dance, but because there's nothing on, you grasp at RNB. It's when you rock up at the club at 9-freaking-30pm because that's when it starts. It's when you still manage to catch the last tubes home at midnight. It's 00:35 and I'm in bed already (this is when B and I normally leave home to catch the last tubes out to a dance club). It's where you go to meet guys who will stand next to you looking all nonchalant, and will wait for the girl to say the first word. Wow, that's not *awkward*. Grow some fcking balls! (sez I, as I stumble down the road home in my clickety-clackety patent RnB heels and shiny shiny RnB top).
"I likes showing off my tattoo"
(You can tell because it's freaking cold atm and he's holding his jumper)


The truth is, nice guys finish last because they don't have the balls to open their mouths. They don't make the effort to say, "Hey, you know what? You look fcking hot on the dance floor tonight and I'd love for you to do a shot with me".

Not sure about the other girls, but that'd work for me. Free booze! ;P As opposed to the, "HEY! WHAT'S YOUR NAME?!?!", I got tonight. "It's None of Your Fcking Business...", is what I was saying in my head.

3 comments:

Mike said...

Sad but true. Chronic shyness around the fairer sex is a tough thing to overcome. I struggled with it for years - it's no surprise I got Babs after she was out of it on Morphine ;)

Unknown said...

Stop giving nice guys a hard time! perhaps they've been raised too well to tell you what a B****h you're being haa haa ha

Unknown said...

only kidding, maybe they're like onions and you have to go through all the layers, Mr Attwood is the nicest guy i have ever met and he'd be the first to tell you that in a club/bar/library he wouldn't have a clue of what to say to a girl. All those bad boys that you speak of, maybe they're alluring because they spend the time trying to hid what's underneath the cool exciting exterior- which when it comes to all the bad boys i've met is usually nothing, underneath it all isn't someone who just needs the love of a "good woman" it's a hollow, shallow tool who has no idea that love is an action. Always too busy trying to make his life happen that he has no idea of the reality going on around him, never had to love anyone but himself because mummy told him that he's the most important person in the world.
Bugger you've just walked into the room, i will have to finish this later