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oncearoundaltair posted:I think so. We know a guy who is usually quite calm and relaxed, but when he starts talking to a woman he gets all excited and starts flapping his arms like a huge epileptic penguin. It freaks them out. Have you tried pinning his arms with rope and giving him sedatives before a chat? Does he always chat with ladies when he's drunk? Seriously, though, to slow him down and make him less fidgety, maybe suggest he try to remember the lady's name, her eye color, what she's wearing, listen to, understand and try to remember as much of what she says as he can, then answer or ask questions, or interject if it seems appropriate. If she tells him a story, ask for clarifications about people and places if he needs to. Going with a detail oriented approach like that might help use up all of that nervous energy, and it may even make him a better chatting partner. E: quiz him afterwards to keep him honest
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She's just being coy and playing hard-to-get, the little hussy.
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lazorexplosion posted:I'm the guy who makes Chad Thundercock yelling 'nice tits!' look attractive in comparison. This guys has it down.
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Well, noting actions and emotions is really the best way to convey that in text. That's how novels work, I guess. If it's super important that your statement be read a certain way and you don't have the chops, time or space to convey that, label away. The way they're doing their anime stuff, though, is the sort of thing you do if you're doing an online rpg session in a chat room or by post (my personal experience), which is just super weird to randomly throw at someone. I mean at least that one guy used to be in anime club with that one chick so it's conceivable they used to communicate like that. That poo poo ain't for somebody's wall though, you can PM people that you want to bone them, you mongoloids! E: 
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Pick posted:friendship with men is difficult if they find you attractive Now that I am in my early thirties if I find a chick friend attractive enough that she keeps crossing my mind, I'll ask her out. If she says no, and it's always no, I never mention it again and still chillax and be cool after explaining that I'm good with hanging out and being friends and that I'm not gonna pine over her or whatever. If she ever feels like getting romantic, that's her business, not mine. It's worked pretty well so far. I blame my therapist for making me a decent human being. Guys can and do be friends with women they would like to gently caress/fall madly in love with and not be weird about it.
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Yeah, I just lost a buddy of mine to alcohol a few months ago now. I was his last hope and he looked up to me because I had gotten sober about six years prior and we'd been friends for 15 years. I loving poured my heart and soul into that man for the last year of his life and it tore me apart inside to see him suffering. I had to dump him as a friend, the hardest thing I've ever done, about three months before he died. I told him I couldn't do it any longer and that nothing was helping any longer, so the only thing I could do was end our relationship so he knew how important it was to me that he get better. There was a lot of crying. I told him I didn't want the next time I saw him to be in jail or at his funeral. I regret that. I did my best to get him apart from his codependent girlfriend, mostly for her sake. She has a good job and is a cool person, but it's easy to get wrapped up in your partner's poo poo. She wanted to get to know me, but I told her I couldn't, because I had to focus on her boyfriend. I felt lovely about it, but denying that friendship kept things a lot less messy. I still feel lovely about it, because now I can't really comfort her. I was the reason my buddy began to attend group meetings, see a psych and get therapy. He started taking naltrexone to kill the booze cravings, he got on meds for his mental problems once he got diagnosed. He finally moved out of his girlfriend's house to look for a place to live. He kept slipping up though, and it was at the point where he was having violent blackouts. That was a very new thing, and only started close to the end. I tried as hard as I did because he was starting to get the shakes when he didn't have booze for a bit, and he'd had some seizures too. The end was close. Well, I hadn't heard about my friend for almost two months since I  ed hard. Another friend of mine told me he had cleaned up, was going to summer classes at the local state university and living in the dorms. I was so happy to hear that, but I just kept on with my plan of not seeking him out for a couple years. A few days later, his mom called me and told me he died on campus. He died on the way to class in the 95° 85% humidity heat. The funeral was weird because I had never met his family, but they all knew who I was because my buddy would never stop talking about me. They said they were so thankful for me because I was the only one who ever seemed to get through to him and help him change. I'm still trying to not feel like a big failure. It's not my fault and I'm happy I could do what I did, but the old me, that self-loathing motherfucker, keeps whispering in my ear that I didn't do enough. That's my dead friend story.
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Wicker Man posted:I'm so deranged, even Pick put me on ignore. People use the ignore feature? Can't you just, ignore their posts by not reading them?
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