(07-08-2017 01:17 AM)Comte De St. Germain Wrote: (07-07-2017 11:46 PM)Cattle Rustler Wrote: (07-07-2017 10:33 PM)RIslander Wrote: A year ago if a girl mentioned politics I'd just be sarcastic without answering and continue gaming. Now, I'm getting the question "Are you a Trump supporter" within 15min. I know I could continue the old rhetoric and have an equal chance for the bang. Now, I say "Yes". She says why he's racist. I tell her to go talk to some else.
Notch count is down but I don't give a fuck.
So one time I met a girl, I felt she wasn't feeling me (I felt like shit and showed up like crap, she wasn't worth putting in work) and became distant. She tried to cut things off by saying "I voted for Trump you know", assuming that I dislike Trump for being Hispanic. I replied "I did too" and her face was confused...she was disgusted, saw her trick didn't work, and didn't know what to say.
I wasn't feeling it so I excused myself to go to the restroom but actually walked out and texted her on the way "Short pudgy Asians in Converse aren't my type, best of luck". She wasn't pudgy, just needed to throw something to spin her hamster.
My favorite Rustler story was that Russian model chick that you refused to chill with because she showed up in flip flops.
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Hahaha there was another EE whore who tried to pull something similar. I'll tell the story you know for the folks who don't know it.
Ukrainian SA whore (19-20) gets my initial message and she texts me to hang out. She's only been in the country for a year or so. I managed to get her to come to my place 4 hours later. I tried getting her to meet me elsewhere as it seemed to good to be true but she wanted to come to my place to see if there was attraction. She agrees to come and drove from Katy (suburb) to central Houston in the middle of rush hour. In the middle of this I message Comte as he might know her, he doesn't.
Now in her pics she's 5'9, fitted dress, stilettos, make up. The whole shabang. I told her to bring a swimsuit, and get dolled up (dress, heels, etc).
She calls me near my building and I show up in the front to greet her. Bitch drives in some shitty little piece of shit Toyota Corolla whose wheels might come off, axles might break, engine might bust, and brakes will fail at any moment. Car hasn't been washed in months and it's missing hubcaps. Either way, she comes out in some dirty shorts, spaghetti strap top, fucking flip flops, no make up....and her hair was fucked up. By that I mean it was stuck in bunches, I guess her hair extensions were fucked up and the glue was showing.
Immediately I asked her what the fuck happened. She replies with "I didn't feel like getting ready," or some shit like that. As we're walking to my place I start feeling buyers remorse, we get there and told her to follow me to the pool, trying to get her out of my place. There's some restrooms next to the pool, so I told her to change there.
As soon as she's in and the door closes, I bolt out and bitch her out via text why she didn't dress up as I was clearly expecting a EE diva. Comte what do you rate her dolled up pics? We'll go by what he rates her.....but when she showed up, she was a 4.5 (skinny, no tits, zero style) at best. WNB. She sents me some BS excuse about not feeling the need to get ready and asks whether I'm coming back or not.
Never replied, I simply blocked her from my phone.
She can drive her little dirty Corolla for an hour back home. Bitch thought she was going to call the shots, show up looking like shit, and not face repercussions for it.