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Originally posted by La Machine:
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Originally posted by Dave:
I think you're a spaz.

Ask her out. "Who dares wins." (that's the motto of the Special Air Service, but its equally applicable to getting laid.)

At worst she'll say no and you can move onto a new target for your nightly fantasy ejaculation.

Ok, you're not really a spaz, but instead of going out with her to grab a coffee, you're sitting on the internet talking to us...

...I change my mind. You are a spaz.
That's some cute shit there, Dave. How common of me. Guess I am the spaz. Oh, unfortunately it's not that simple. She lives in Cape Cod. I live in....well we all know where I live. The distance is pretty far. Cup of coffee, huh? Sure I'll serve her some coffee when I pick her up with the 777 private and we cruise to the Bahamas to meet up with PDiddy, Xibit, and Fabolous where she'll celebrate with me as I open up the newest in my long chain of hot Euro-Electric clubs . Then we'll do some lines, tour the beach in my hummer, and fuck on the dunes til the sun comes up....

....s'at better? [izzat so?]
The moral of the story is not be a smartarse when someone is in turmoil. Sorry.