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"What time? " Please refer yourself to the list of options. | |||
" Bit late for the warning!!! " Explains a lot though. | |||
"You sound quite cute tbh " I've deliberately left out the bit about being a shit shag. That'll be in part 2.... | |||
"If any of you are *daft/d*unk/desperate/blind/doing it for a bet, enough to meet me there are a few things you’ll need to consider. *delete as applicable. You have been warned……… I do social meets. I do social meets after “chatting”, either onsite, Kik, off site email or phone. My social meets come with no obligation or expectation of “play”. Let’s see if the attraction of the chat is enough to meet again, establish rapport, trust and a mutual desire. The question will always be; “do we want to meet again?”. There’s no rush. And if we don’t, that’s perfectly fine, I’ll just cry the salty tears of despair alone in my room. Again. However, a meet could in the right circumstances move to play. Obvs. (I’m not effing stupid) Insert smiley emoji here. Which leads me nicely into my personal health warning…… I’m reasonably comfortable in a wide variety of situations, so not really fussed where we meet or what we do. Drinks, lunch, dinner etc., all very happy. I’ll sit and chat about anything, I’m relaxed and chilled out, open and easy going. Unless…………... Unless I’m really attracted to you. In which case I’ll become a rambling, gibbering, inept, gormless, clumsy buffoon. I’ll fill the spaces with inane conversation and really witty (not) anecdotes. I’m likely to get my mucking furds wuddled. I’ll use the wrong cutlery. I’ll knock stuff over. (Never EVER order red wine) I’ll forget the social proprietaries regarding wine etiquette. I’m likely to become socially inept, an embarrassment. I’ll probably be quiet and let you chat, you’ll mistake this for my disinterest. There’s a distinct possibility our waiter will think you’re my carer. The people around us may look at you with sympathy and pity in their eyes. In essence, the complete opposite of the confident attractive (pahahahahahahahah) man you were first attracted to. Just putting that out there, don’t say you weren’t warned. Must go, I’ve got a few profiles to message……………… PS; if you’re doing it for a bet, let me save you the horror, just say we met and I’ll cover your lie by crafting you a beautifully emotive veri. Trust me, you’ll thank me in the long run………… Editor’s note; some, none or all of the foregoing may or may not be true. " You neglected to mention your unhealthy attachment to your settee. | |||
"If any of you are *daft/d*unk/desperate/blind/doing it for a bet, enough to meet me there are a few things you’ll need to consider. *delete as applicable. You have been warned……… I do social meets. I do social meets after “chatting”, either onsite, Kik, off site email or phone. My social meets come with no obligation or expectation of “play”. Let’s see if the attraction of the chat is enough to meet again, establish rapport, trust and a mutual desire. The question will always be; “do we want to meet again?”. There’s no rush. And if we don’t, that’s perfectly fine, I’ll just cry the salty tears of despair alone in my room. Again. However, a meet could in the right circumstances move to play. Obvs. (I’m not effing stupid) Insert smiley emoji here. Which leads me nicely into my personal health warning…… I’m reasonably comfortable in a wide variety of situations, so not really fussed where we meet or what we do. Drinks, lunch, dinner etc., all very happy. I’ll sit and chat about anything, I’m relaxed and chilled out, open and easy going. Unless…………... Unless I’m really attracted to you. In which case I’ll become a rambling, gibbering, inept, gormless, clumsy buffoon. I’ll fill the spaces with inane conversation and really witty (not) anecdotes. I’m likely to get my mucking furds wuddled. I’ll use the wrong cutlery. I’ll knock stuff over. (Never EVER order red wine) I’ll forget the social proprietaries regarding wine etiquette. I’m likely to become socially inept, an embarrassment. I’ll probably be quiet and let you chat, you’ll mistake this for my disinterest. There’s a distinct possibility our waiter will think you’re my carer. The people around us may look at you with sympathy and pity in their eyes. In essence, the complete opposite of the confident attractive (pahahahahahahahah) man you were first attracted to. Just putting that out there, don’t say you weren’t warned. Must go, I’ve got a few profiles to message……………… PS; if you’re doing it for a bet, let me save you the horror, just say we met and I’ll cover your lie by crafting you a beautifully emotive veri. Trust me, you’ll thank me in the long run………… Editor’s note; some, none or all of the foregoing may or may not be true. You neglected to mention your unhealthy attachment to your settee." That'll be in part 3. | |||
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"Also add that I'll give you your hair back, if they are into that sort of thing. " Appreciated. #truepal | |||
"If any of you are *daft/d*unk/desperate/blind/doing it for a bet, enough to meet me there are a few things you’ll need to consider. *delete as applicable. You have been warned……… I do social meets. I do social meets after “chatting”, either onsite, Kik, off site email or phone. My social meets come with no obligation or expectation of “play”. Let’s see if the attraction of the chat is enough to meet again, establish rapport, trust and a mutual desire. The question will always be; “do we want to meet again?”. There’s no rush. And if we don’t, that’s perfectly fine, I’ll just cry the salty tears of despair alone in my room. Again. However, a meet could in the right circumstances move to play. Obvs. (I’m not effing stupid) Insert smiley emoji here. Which leads me nicely into my personal health warning…… I’m reasonably comfortable in a wide variety of situations, so not really fussed where we meet or what we do. Drinks, lunch, dinner etc., all very happy. I’ll sit and chat about anything, I’m relaxed and chilled out, open and easy going. Unless…………... Unless I’m really attracted to you. In which case I’ll become a rambling, gibbering, inept, gormless, clumsy buffoon. I’ll fill the spaces with inane conversation and really witty (not) anecdotes. I’m likely to get my mucking furds wuddled. I’ll use the wrong cutlery. I’ll knock stuff over. (Never EVER order red wine) I’ll forget the social proprietaries regarding wine etiquette. I’m likely to become socially inept, an embarrassment. I’ll probably be quiet and let you chat, you’ll mistake this for my disinterest. There’s a distinct possibility our waiter will think you’re my carer. The people around us may look at you with sympathy and pity in their eyes. In essence, the complete opposite of the confident attractive (pahahahahahahahah) man you were first attracted to. Just putting that out there, don’t say you weren’t warned. Must go, I’ve got a few profiles to message……………… PS; if you’re doing it for a bet, let me save you the horror, just say we met and I’ll cover your lie by crafting you a beautifully emotive veri. Trust me, you’ll thank me in the long run………… Editor’s note; some, none or all of the foregoing may or may not be true. You neglected to mention your unhealthy attachment to your settee. That'll be in part 3. " rolling your fecking eyes at me are ya? | |||
"Also add that I'll give you your hair back, if they are into that sort of thing. Appreciated. #truepal" Any time. *tips hat* | |||
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"If any of you are *daft/d*unk/desperate/blind/doing it for a bet, enough to meet me there are a few things you’ll need to consider. *delete as applicable. You have been warned……… I do social meets. I do social meets after “chatting”, either onsite, Kik, off site email or phone. My social meets come with no obligation or expectation of “play”. Let’s see if the attraction of the chat is enough to meet again, establish rapport, trust and a mutual desire. The question will always be; “do we want to meet again?”. There’s no rush. And if we don’t, that’s perfectly fine, I’ll just cry the salty tears of despair alone in my room. Again. However, a meet could in the right circumstances move to play. Obvs. (I’m not effing stupid) Insert smiley emoji here. Which leads me nicely into my personal health warning…… I’m reasonably comfortable in a wide variety of situations, so not really fussed where we meet or what we do. Drinks, lunch, dinner etc., all very happy. I’ll sit and chat about anything, I’m relaxed and chilled out, open and easy going. Unless…………... Unless I’m really attracted to you. In which case I’ll become a rambling, gibbering, inept, gormless, clumsy buffoon. I’ll fill the spaces with inane conversation and really witty (not) anecdotes. I’m likely to get my mucking furds wuddled. I’ll use the wrong cutlery. I’ll knock stuff over. (Never EVER order red wine) I’ll forget the social proprietaries regarding wine etiquette. I’m likely to become socially inept, an embarrassment. I’ll probably be quiet and let you chat, you’ll mistake this for my disinterest. There’s a distinct possibility our waiter will think you’re my carer. The people around us may look at you with sympathy and pity in their eyes. In essence, the complete opposite of the confident attractive (pahahahahahahahah) man you were first attracted to. Just putting that out there, don’t say you weren’t warned. Must go, I’ve got a few profiles to message……………… PS; if you’re doing it for a bet, let me save you the horror, just say we met and I’ll cover your lie by crafting you a beautifully emotive veri. Trust me, you’ll thank me in the long run………… Editor’s note; some, none or all of the foregoing may or may not be true. You neglected to mention your unhealthy attachment to your settee. That'll be in part 3. rolling your fecking eyes at me are ya? " | |||
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"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm" My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. | |||
"Pfft this is just a look at me thread innit!? " Nooooooooooooow. | |||
"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. " True story. | |||
"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. True story. " | |||
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"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. " Fibber | |||
"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. True story. " Entirely not true my good man. | |||
"If any of you are *daft/d*unk/desperate/blind/doing it for a bet, enough to meet me there are a few things you’ll need to consider. *delete as applicable. You have been warned……… I do social meets. I do social meets after “chatting”, either onsite, Kik, off site email or phone. My social meets come with no obligation or expectation of “play”. Let’s see if the attraction of the chat is enough to meet again, establish rapport, trust and a mutual desire. The question will always be; “do we want to meet again?”. There’s no rush. And if we don’t, that’s perfectly fine, I’ll just cry the salty tears of despair alone in my room. Again. However, a meet could in the right circumstances move to play. Obvs. (I’m not effing stupid) Insert smiley emoji here. Which leads me nicely into my personal health warning…… I’m reasonably comfortable in a wide variety of situations, so not really fussed where we meet or what we do. Drinks, lunch, dinner etc., all very happy. I’ll sit and chat about anything, I’m relaxed and chilled out, open and easy going. Unless…………... Unless I’m really attracted to you. In which case I’ll become a rambling, gibbering, inept, gormless, clumsy buffoon. I’ll fill the spaces with inane conversation and really witty (not) anecdotes. I’m likely to get my mucking furds wuddled. I’ll use the wrong cutlery. I’ll knock stuff over. (Never EVER order red wine) I’ll forget the social proprietaries regarding wine etiquette. I’m likely to become socially inept, an embarrassment. I’ll probably be quiet and let you chat, you’ll mistake this for my disinterest. There’s a distinct possibility our waiter will think you’re my carer. The people around us may look at you with sympathy and pity in their eyes. In essence, the complete opposite of the confident attractive (pahahahahahahahah) man you were first attracted to. Just putting that out there, don’t say you weren’t warned. Must go, I’ve got a few profiles to message……………… PS; if you’re doing it for a bet, let me save you the horror, just say we met and I’ll cover your lie by crafting you a beautifully emotive veri. Trust me, you’ll thank me in the long run………… Editor’s note; some, none or all of the foregoing may or may not be true. " Wow an honest message from a single guy who'da thunk it Very funny Markoh S | |||
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"To long. Isn't there a short version? " Yep....... Markoh is a funny fun guy.... There you go S | |||
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"Why is no one taking this seriously....... " | |||
"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. True story. Entirely not true my good man." OK, I'll rephrase..... I was surrounded by others with more hair than me. | |||
"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm" Hold the feck on, I've never met you Tink....... | |||
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"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. True story. Entirely not true my good man. OK, I'll rephrase..... I was surrounded by others with more hair than me. " I have enough hair for the both of us. | |||
"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. True story. Entirely not true my good man. OK, I'll rephrase..... I was surrounded by others with more hair than me. I have enough hair for the both of us. " No mate. I do. | |||
"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. True story. Entirely not true my good man. OK, I'll rephrase..... I was surrounded by others with more hair than me. I have enough hair for the both of us. No mate. I do." Pffft, the pair of you! If mine was pulled straight, I think you'd find I have more than the pair of you. | |||
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"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. True story. Entirely not true my good man. OK, I'll rephrase..... I was surrounded by others with more hair than me. I have enough hair for the both of us. No mate. I do. Pffft, the pair of you! If mine was pulled straight, I think you'd find I have more than the pair of you. " What a strange argument to be having | |||
"You are the funniest( in a good way ) man I know who has the gift of the gab ( in a good way) but I won't say if I think your a good shag or not .... " FFS! was he a good shag or not?...the suspense is killing me... ... | |||
"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. True story. Entirely not true my good man. OK, I'll rephrase..... I was surrounded by others with more hair than me. I have enough hair for the both of us. No mate. I do. Pffft, the pair of you! If mine was pulled straight, I think you'd find I have more than the pair of you. " I can make that happen Lickety. | |||
"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. True story. Entirely not true my good man. OK, I'll rephrase..... I was surrounded by others with more hair than me. I have enough hair for the both of us. No mate. I do. Pffft, the pair of you! If mine was pulled straight, I think you'd find I have more than the pair of you. What a strange argument to be having" We could donate a few strands to the OP. | |||
"You are the funniest( in a good way ) man I know who has the gift of the gab ( in a good way) but I won't say if I think your a good shag or not .... FFS! was he a good shag or not?...the suspense is killing me... ... " | |||
"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. True story. Entirely not true my good man. OK, I'll rephrase..... I was surrounded by others with more hair than me. I have enough hair for the both of us. No mate. I do. Pffft, the pair of you! If mine was pulled straight, I think you'd find I have more than the pair of you. What a strange argument to be having We could donate a few strands to the OP. " We could make a wig for him. | |||
"Well you where a perfect, witty gent when we met hmmmmmmmm My social imperfections were masked by being surrounded by others with more skills than me. True story. Entirely not true my good man. OK, I'll rephrase..... I was surrounded by others with more hair than me. I have enough hair for the both of us. No mate. I do. Pffft, the pair of you! If mine was pulled straight, I think you'd find I have more than the pair of you. What a strange argument to be having We could donate a few strands to the OP. " I lose a lot of hair everyday. Always flick it out the window for the birds nests. Reminds me of Victoria Wood. | |||
" We could donate a few strands to the OP. I lose a lot of hair everyday. Always flick it out the window for the birds nests. Reminds me of Victoria Wood. " I do that too, for the same reason. | |||
" We could donate a few strands to the OP. I lose a lot of hair everyday. Always flick it out the window for the birds nests. Reminds me of Victoria Wood. I do that too, for the same reason. " You officially rock. | |||
" We could donate a few strands to the OP. I lose a lot of hair everyday. Always flick it out the window for the birds nests. Reminds me of Victoria Wood. I do that too, for the same reason. " Me too!!!! Oh, hold on...... | |||
"You are the funniest( in a good way ) man I know who has the gift of the gab ( in a good way) but I won't say if I think your a good shag or not .... FFS! was he a good shag or not?...the suspense is killing me... ... " Don't even get me started on the ones who make it through the trauma of a meet and make it under the duvet. They say a sure fire way of getting a woman into bed is with laughter. In my experience that's when the laughter really starts..... | |||
"I was going to say, I bet there's a few women out there reading this who are gutted you seemed utterly confident, together and charming when they met you! It is universal I think, I'm just as bad when I do socials. What is the evolutionary function of turning into a total idiot around someone you fancy though? It's a wonder how the human race keeps going. " It's a true mystery..... | |||
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"Ha ha...are you bored tonight? You're a great guy and a pleasure to be with and your music taste Rocks x" That's awfully nice of you. But you've not experienced the true horror of a Markih social have you. | |||
"Ha ha...are you bored tonight? You're a great guy and a pleasure to be with and your music taste Rocks x That's awfully nice of you. But you've not experienced the true horror of a Markih social have you." See what I mean, I can't even spell me own name... | |||
"Ha ha...are you bored tonight? You're a great guy and a pleasure to be with and your music taste Rocks x That's awfully nice of you. But you've not experienced the true horror of a Markih social have you." Who's Markih? | |||
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"Ha ha...are you bored tonight? You're a great guy and a pleasure to be with and your music taste Rocks x That's awfully nice of you. But you've not experienced the true horror of a Markih social have you. Who's Markih?" Have you not met him? Great guy, beautiful hair. | |||
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"Ha ha...are you bored tonight? You're a great guy and a pleasure to be with and your music taste Rocks x That's awfully nice of you. But you've not experienced the true horror of a Markih social have you. Who's Markih?" \__/ \__/ \__/ | |||
"you sound quite a catch - normal human and all that " Awesome, fancy a social? | |||
" Bit late for the warning!!! " I agree | |||
"Ha ha...are you bored tonight? You're a great guy and a pleasure to be with and your music taste Rocks x That's awfully nice of you. But you've not experienced the true horror of a Markih social have you. Who's Markih? Have you not met him? Great guy, beautiful hair. " Much like yours | |||
"you sound quite a catch - normal human and all that Awesome, fancy a social? " | |||
"Ha ha...are you bored tonight? You're a great guy and a pleasure to be with and your music taste Rocks x That's awfully nice of you. But you've not experienced the true horror of a Markih social have you. Who's Markih? Have you not met him? Great guy, beautiful hair. Much like yours" YOU TAKE THAT BACK!!!!!!! | |||
"you sound quite a catch - normal human and all that Awesome, fancy a social? " It's OK, no need to brace yourself, I read your profile. | |||
"you sound quite a catch - normal human and all that Awesome, fancy a social? It's OK, no need to brace yourself, I read your profile. " i take it back - not normal at all - you read profiles haha | |||
"you sound quite a catch - normal human and all that Awesome, fancy a social? It's OK, no need to brace yourself, I read your profile. i take it back - not normal at all - you read profiles haha" Unique. | |||
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