During college my best friend and I figured we'd go all out for our girlfriends one particular valentine's day and thus, plotting and planning began.
In the weeks leading up to the day he and I went around to various places around town and started making arrangements. First it was to the manicure place, then the lingerie place, then bath and body works, then flowers and then finally making reservations at a really nice restaurant.
On the day itself, we were supposed to meet them for brunch but never showed. Instead waiting for them were balloons with instructions to follow the pictures. The first picture was a shot of one of their cars, on their car was then a shot of the manicure place. Upon arriving, then found they had reservations and had already been paid for, then the manicure lady handed them a shot of the lingerie store, where they found they had gift certificates, that shop clerk handed them a photo of the flower store where things were waiting for them. It went on for a little bit as they pretty much scavenger hunted through town by following pictures and meeting people who would send them to the next place.
Eventually they ended up back at their respective apartments where they found some of their nicer clothes laid out and instructions to be outside at a certain time. They meet up and lo and behold, one of our friends is there with his car holding a sign that hailed the both of them. This dude refused to say a word. They merely got in the car, he drove to the restaurant and then peeled out.
Once they got in the restaurant there we were at the table. Hooray for us.
What we were doing all day? Sitting around eating chinese food and playing video games until we needed to head to the restaurant.
I'll put what we did the next year in another post.
[*]Get her a stuffed animal, but take the stuffed animal and walk it around town taking pictures of it in funny places or with funny people. Then give her the album along with the stuffed animal.
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This is the best idea.
You'll get a lot of funny looks when you do it, guaranteed
I don't think I'll ever do the rose petal thing. I'm thinking a single rose in the middle of an immaculately made bed, perhaps with a few candles spread through the room. Not a whole lot, just a few. Whip hanging every so gently next to the bedpost. Chains clinking gently in the total silence. Closet open just enough to reveal the dominatrix outfit in the dim candlelight. Truly a romantic scene. I can feel a tear coming to my eye right now.
Why thank you, Liiya. Would not have been possible without some really awesome people at each shop who were totally willing to play along.
The only complaint from the girls was about actually wanting to spend time together but because we did so often they were still pretty thrilled.
So the next year, we remedied that:
My friend had promised his lady that "yes, we'll go meet my grandma in baltimore for lunch" and she was all happy because, I dunno, being "in" with the family I guess. So he and I figured we'd up the ante a bit. He tells her that myself and my girl are coming along for the lunch and she gets PISSED. Why can't it just be us? This is suppose to be special! etc..etc.. My lady and I are nonplussed and along for the ride.
So, we get to cruising on down there one morning after a long night. Both of the girls conk out, as predicted. Neither of them could stay away in a car after being up to 3 or so in the morning. That leaves he and I awake and grinning like fools.
See, we weren't going to Baltimore to meet grandma.
By the time the girls woke up we had pulled into Annapolis, MD. For those that don't know, it's a very small and very awesome seaside town in Maryland. Rather romantic even.
Utterly confused the interrogation begins, and then stops abruptly as the doorman to the bed and breakfast we had made reservations at opened the door, greeted both ladies by name and then, from our trunk, pulled out a bag that we had packed in secret for each of them.
Dinner reservations had been made, we were staying at a B&B and the weekend was spent enjoying company as we wandered about Annapolis.
I've never really had the opportunity to be romantic because my experiences have consisted exclusively of relatively brief relationships with batshit crazy girls that have left me a broken man bereft of confidence.
one time I bought my girlfriend a barbie sunshine big girl scooter from the salvo army. I wrapped it up in newspaper and made her open it when I brought her back to my place.
Then that night we went riding around town, me on my unicycle and she on her scooter, holding hands giving high fives to drunk college kids.
memories! (she loved it)
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one time I bought my girlfriend a barbie sunshine big girl scooter from the salvo army. I wrapped it up in newspaper and made her open it when I brought her back to my place.
Then that night we went riding around town, me on my unicycle and she on her scooter, holding hands giving high fives to drunk college kids.
Buying your girlfriend a dress is only a good idea if she is a size 2.
because then she'd look good in any style or cut?
I honestly have no idea where I was going with that post. But I can't imagine things going wrong if one of the guys here managed to trick a girl who is a size 2 into going out with him.
there are some good-looking dudes around here who could easily score a size 2 girl
like Skull Man's girlfriend, she is tiny (maybe a 4) and also cute
there's some logic in the idea that a size 2 girl will look good in anything, though
Buying your girlfriend a dress is only a good idea if she is a size 2.
because then she'd look good in any style or cut?
I honestly have no idea where I was going with that post. But I can't imagine things going wrong if one of the guys here managed to trick a girl who is a size 2 into going out with him.
there are some good-looking dudes around here who could easily score a size 2 girl
like Skull Man's girlfriend, she is tiny (maybe a 4) and also cute
there's some logic in the idea that a size 2 girl will look good in anything, though
bitches
Now I'm wondering exactly how big a size 2 is
I am a size 2.
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Liiya my girlfriend still feels bad for getting jealous when I was talking to you on steam.
But we agreed you should tell her I am not as pretty as her.
I don't know if that's a lie or not!
do you enjoy being in a relationship, son?
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Probably the nicest thing a person at a store did was while I was flustering to give my girlfriend an "I fucked Up Package" (Chocolate, hand-made card, flowers and a vase) the dude saw that I was clearly hurrying. Couldn't find the damn vase's ID and the manager just said for me to get to her as soon as I could and to drive safely.
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What, you mean the path the to room/bed...?
Slow I don't even know what you are on about.
In the weeks leading up to the day he and I went around to various places around town and started making arrangements. First it was to the manicure place, then the lingerie place, then bath and body works, then flowers and then finally making reservations at a really nice restaurant.
On the day itself, we were supposed to meet them for brunch but never showed. Instead waiting for them were balloons with instructions to follow the pictures. The first picture was a shot of one of their cars, on their car was then a shot of the manicure place. Upon arriving, then found they had reservations and had already been paid for, then the manicure lady handed them a shot of the lingerie store, where they found they had gift certificates, that shop clerk handed them a photo of the flower store where things were waiting for them. It went on for a little bit as they pretty much scavenger hunted through town by following pictures and meeting people who would send them to the next place.
Eventually they ended up back at their respective apartments where they found some of their nicer clothes laid out and instructions to be outside at a certain time. They meet up and lo and behold, one of our friends is there with his car holding a sign that hailed the both of them. This dude refused to say a word. They merely got in the car, he drove to the restaurant and then peeled out.
Once they got in the restaurant there we were at the table. Hooray for us.
What we were doing all day? Sitting around eating chinese food and playing video games until we needed to head to the restaurant.
I'll put what we did the next year in another post.
aren't both just like 4chan lite
You'll get a lot of funny looks when you do it, guaranteed
Dr. Z that is brilliant, I applaud you. You have raised the bar for the male gender.
yeah thanks.
The only complaint from the girls was about actually wanting to spend time together but because we did so often they were still pretty thrilled.
So the next year, we remedied that:
My friend had promised his lady that "yes, we'll go meet my grandma in baltimore for lunch" and she was all happy because, I dunno, being "in" with the family I guess. So he and I figured we'd up the ante a bit. He tells her that myself and my girl are coming along for the lunch and she gets PISSED. Why can't it just be us? This is suppose to be special! etc..etc.. My lady and I are nonplussed and along for the ride.
So, we get to cruising on down there one morning after a long night. Both of the girls conk out, as predicted. Neither of them could stay away in a car after being up to 3 or so in the morning. That leaves he and I awake and grinning like fools.
See, we weren't going to Baltimore to meet grandma.
By the time the girls woke up we had pulled into Annapolis, MD. For those that don't know, it's a very small and very awesome seaside town in Maryland. Rather romantic even.
Utterly confused the interrogation begins, and then stops abruptly as the doorman to the bed and breakfast we had made reservations at opened the door, greeted both ladies by name and then, from our trunk, pulled out a bag that we had packed in secret for each of them.
Dinner reservations had been made, we were staying at a B&B and the weekend was spent enjoying company as we wandered about Annapolis.
It was to the room. It was the end of a long chain of events/scavenger hunt for gifts for her birthday.
I love birthday surprises.
there we go
Then that night we went riding around town, me on my unicycle and she on her scooter, holding hands giving high fives to drunk college kids.
memories! (she loved it)
I barely have the time to be creative these days. I'll make it up for my girlfriend around Christmas.
I already got her a personal decoration with two little bears in a stocking with "Me and You - Two Cuddly Bears"
That is fantastic
Zen she'll love that.
You are all soppy.
Now I'm wondering exactly how big a size 2 is
I am a size 2.
also, that the sex is just casual.
do you enjoy being in a relationship, son?
@Bad: I'm not stupid, either!
Lets just say it is, I don't want some American girl out to beat me up.
Or Bad-Beat's idea works too.
The answer is to fly over to Eng-ga-land to meet Liiya and decide for yourself
She's Chinese-American.
We make a lot of money at my florist's on 'I Fucked Up' flowers.
"That'll be £35 in total."
"Thanks love, hope this works-"
"Why don't you add a box of chocolates to show her how sorry you are...?"
".. yeah okay."
Ka-ching!
The mercenary florist.
Whatever you do, don't sell aspirin there!
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You wretch!
My next trip to england we'll get something set up.
Now, I mean, you've got to be cool with my girl also being there (not the same from the stories), but hey...she could be into it, I suppose. :winky:
Haha, noted
No one wants to buy flowers these days, not a needed good.
Oh my!
Only if you videotape it.
Getting a little creepy in here