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Post by ImperialRedDragon on Feb 26, 2007 14:50:42 GMT -5
Probably. I used to go out with this bisexual chick, but she liked the freaky shit and I decided she wasn't hot enough to endure through all that.
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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Feb 26, 2007 14:51:46 GMT -5
That's what ended it for me too. I did enjoy being able to talk with her about the hot waitresses though.
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Post by ImperialRedDragon on Feb 26, 2007 14:53:17 GMT -5
Hahahaha. There was this hot fucking Canadian waitress I met once. Those Quebecois are really friendly.
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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Feb 26, 2007 14:54:55 GMT -5
They arent all that good looking though. Most of the east coast girls are dutch or french, who with some very, very notable exceptions arent the cream of the corn. I've always had a thing for reds though, so maybe that's just my opinion.
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Post by ImperialRedDragon on Feb 26, 2007 14:56:05 GMT -5
She was a redhead. Great boobs, too. She spoke good English, but had a thicker accent when she was screaming.
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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Feb 26, 2007 14:57:26 GMT -5
Haha! I've found they talk too much before, during, and after for me. I've only ever really been into one east coast chick for more than a week.
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Post by ImperialRedDragon on Feb 26, 2007 14:58:25 GMT -5
This was more of a 30-minute, in-the-bathroom thing, but I can see what you mean.
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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Feb 26, 2007 14:59:57 GMT -5
That's the way they should be. I have no love for the french.
WCFALPEUDTWAAL Uber Alles.
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Post by ImperialRedDragon on Feb 26, 2007 15:07:50 GMT -5
We went to this guy's place where he makes maple syrup. It was the creepiest fucking experience of my life.
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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Feb 26, 2007 15:09:22 GMT -5
Did they put sticks in a tub full of snow, then pour the syrup over it and had you eat it when it was frozen?
It's a shame how lame that half of Canada is.
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Post by ImperialRedDragon on Feb 26, 2007 15:11:13 GMT -5
He did! He also rode a unicycle and made us eat this horrific food.
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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Feb 26, 2007 15:13:04 GMT -5
Poutine, or those damned omlet pancakes?
I think we've been to the same place. Did they also have a maze made out of hay bails, and covered in a tarp so that you couldnt see where you were crawling? And if so, did you also punch the walls around in order to bollocks it up?
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Post by ImperialRedDragon on Feb 26, 2007 15:15:01 GMT -5
We didn't do that, but there may have been a maze. And yes, there was a pancake involved. Was it an old guy that owned it where you went? And did he make you drink syrup in hot water?
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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Feb 26, 2007 15:18:36 GMT -5
I don't remember, but we had the hot syrup water. It was somewhere near ether Quebec or Montreal, I don't really remember.
I do remember being glad I can speak french as well as they can, because most of the pretty girls are also idiots and can't speak english properly.
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Post by ImperialRedDragon on Feb 26, 2007 15:23:10 GMT -5
I'm almost positive we went to the same place, which is cool, but creepy at the same time. It's like saying we've been raped by the same person.
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