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I was in little rock. But stayed till 4:00. I was the problem.
That's what's up. I never had much luck in little rock. The girls remind me of Dallas girls....attention whores who flirt to get free drinks.
Its like they are all regulars and try to prey on beta guys from out of town...i called several of the girls out and they seemed to get a kick out of it.
Also, I went to this one place way out called the electric cowboy and it was a helluva time, but you better have friends because apparently there are fights every night because of all the rednecks.
You called it, man. I'm originally from DFW. So I know the girls you're talking about. Even more funny, the one girl I kissed lost all interest after I wouldn't buy her a drink. She was completely invested, we were outside talking and she said she wanted to get a drink. With her hand in mine, we made our way to the bar. I placed my order and she didn't say anything... so I paid for my drink and looked at her. She seemed lost. I asked what if she was going to order anything but she didn't know what she wanted. Finally she gets the bartenders attention and buys herself a drink. She and I make our way to a table. But she's cold. She makes the comment "I wonder where my friends are?" And proceeded to text them. She had also told me earlier that she loves going out with this particular gay friend because he buys her drinks all night. He's the one she texted to find us. I could tell the fook was gone and bounced to another set I knew.
The cowboy can be awesome or terrible. You never know.