So I have this college class, and we listen to some really off the wall village music. I'm pretty sure nobody in the class likes it. In fact we all make fun of it (kinda feel bad for the professor hahaha)

Anyways there's this girl that sits directly in front of me. I'd rate her and 8 or 9. She's really beautiful!

So the professor starts playing the music and I pass her a note saying something like,
"what lovely music. Want to dance?"

She turned around and smiled. and I ended up getting her number after class. Successssss. College is the bomb!

Passing notes is timeless, from grade school well into adulthood. That is why text messaging is so popular

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They call me the cat whisperer, cause I know exactly what the pussy needs.

Something I use to do in my school days, any class where your sitting next to a hb, ask to borrow a pencil for a sec, then return the pencil with a note with whatever funny comment you got, making fun of the boring class for this example. Or jus a hi I'm ____ .

Someone else that's reading this gunea pig it out. Lemme know how it treats you

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"This toast is for honor, for having honor and keeping honor, if you can't cum in her CUM HONOR!!"

Flying back from NYC last weekend on a redeye, I'd just finished watching Prometheus and the sleeping pills I'd taken were making me feel whacky but not sleepy. Bored, I looked around, and caught a glimpse of a probably attractive girl a row behind me.

Usually, I don't approach unless I am certain she's attractive, because I am very direct. However, I was feeling whacky and was willing to make some trade offs for the potential of opening and closing this girl during the flight.

People are sleeping around us so I open notepad and write "Shame you aren't sitting in 39F so I could chat you up." I turn around, like children do in airplanes, with a huge smile on my face looking through the crack between the seats. I stare until she looks at me, then I pass her the phone, glad she is a hottie. She replies with a thank you, some nonsense, and I have a boyfriend though. I made some jokes and got her laughing but didn't pursue.

Once we deplaned I reopened her and we chatted for 15 minutes and it went really well. Wish I had pursued on the plane I can't help but think I could have put something together. Girls must sometimes regret saying they have a boyfriend at the start of a really awesome interaction.

They are Wizards at getting around their own stumbling blocks;

All she has to say is "We are having problems" that's the Que; your in...He's out! LOL

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They call me the cat whisperer, cause I know exactly what the pussy needs.