QuoteI was thinking more along the lines of saying "nice day", "busy?" or "any plans for tonight?"
Or if I was feeling adventurous, "you have a really nice smile".
But I think the first three options would be wiser.
You could offer to bring her go karting and tell her your definition of Irishness. That would work.Originally Posted by TheOneWhoKnocks
I was thinking more along the lines of saying "nice day", "busy?" or "any plans for tonight?"
Or if I was feeling adventurous, "you have a really nice smile".
But I think the first three options would be wiser.
Ask her hows her growler.
Then dance for her, incorporate at least two slut drops in the routine.
Then lick your top lip & give her the gun fingers.
Last edited by CraftyToePoke; 20/05/2017 at 4:51 AM.
and dont forget the wink
She kind of looks like Jessica Chastain.
Anyways, I'm not going to keep going on about it.
I'll have all of you driven mad.
The George defaced with homophobic graffiti and swastikas.
http://www.thejournal.ie/the-george-...00304-May2017/
Still remember when my mother thought it would be a good idea to bring me in there because I needed to use the toilet.
All these years later.
Last edited by TheOneWhoKnocks; 20/05/2017 at 1:34 PM.
I like cake. Cake is good, and I like it. I thought you all should know, lest someone should ever enquire of you "what did he like?", and you can respond "cake. He liked cake."
I have decided to go with "How are you?" , as the other options sounded too rehearsed.
If she responds positively, I will move in for the kill; if she responds with monosyllables, I will cut my losses and retain some semblance of pride and self-respect.
I will let you know how my attempt at seppuku goes the next time I see her.
Warts and all.
After the gun fingers, there will grow a silence.
Embrace that silence, become it.
Hold her gaze, silently.
Then as it reaches nervous levels.
Nod at her, nod once.
She'll follow you outta the place.
I went to the George once, as an adventure, scope out something I simply didn't understand. Walking into the toilets and finding a endless row of entirely unused urinals, and an endless row of extremely busy cubicles, was just weird. I bucked the trend and went for a urinal.
I wasn't raped or anything.
Went there once because a friend of mine knew the bouncer and got us in for free.
Only thing that struck me was the wide range of age of people in the bar, from late teens to approaching retirement. Wouldn't see that in too many other places in Dublin city centre.
Oh, and someone pinched my arse at the bar. I'm counting that as a win.
I wish women were as assertive as gay people in letting you know they like you.
Remember going to the gay bar in Cork one time - only time I've ever been to one. Can't remember what it's called - The Oyster? The Ostrich?
Anyways, twas after a UCD game in Cobh a few years back. Went back into Cork to meet up with @ndy's - once of these forums; he's living in Cork for years now - for a few pints. Anyways, it was Hallowe'en, and Andy had this idea to go the gay bar cos it was fancy dress, and would be a bit of craic. He and the girlfriend - going to a gay bar, as you do - went as Sid Vicious and Nancy Spungen.
UCD, of course, wouldn't be known for our stellar away support. There was two of us meeting up with Andy after...in matching UCD jerseys...suddenly dragged out to a fancy dress gay bar...
Actually the other thing that struck me about the George was how polite everyone was, I was able to get a drink at the bar without seething with anger at being snubbed by the pr1ck barman ignoring me, people didn't bump into other people in that obnoxious way they do in the cattle markets, and people actually said "excuse me", "please" and "thank you". It was a long time ago now, mind, after it was weird, but before it was "cool".
I also went to a club in Leicester Square one night, with a sister-in-law and her friend, who were either bi-curious or raging lesbians (my gaydar is virtually non-existent). We got stocious drunk on shots and they buggered off and left me, and that was fine, I love people-watching. The only place I could hang out was by the cigarette machine though, which resulted in my getting hit on a couple of times. I was never hit on by anyone, soI also counted this as a win.
The barman was pretty apprehensive when my mother ordered a Coke for me, because it's the done thing to order something if you are going to use the facilities, but then he was probably wondering why a mother would bring their 12 year old son to the George.
Or wondering why a 12-year-old had brought his mam to the George.
I've often wondered about difficulty values in recreating dance music songs using normal instruments. Something so digital and so programmed could provide a challenge.
So, at the weekend, I got a spare two hours or so to see what I could throw together quickly before heading off to work on Saturday night at a gig.
Of the hundreds of massive club classics I could have picked from the last two or three decades, I decided to pick 'Children' by Robert Miles seeing as it was recently posted on here after he died and it was already in my head. Sort of a perfect chance to test it out really.
Today, I got off work early and picked up the kids early from their Grannys and thought it would be a nifty idea to base the 'Children' video around them 'playing' the instruments.
This is what I came up with. Every sound is played by an actual instrument and nothing is programmed digitally. There's drums, bass, guitars, mandolin and keyboards in there. See what you all reckon to it.
https://kesslereffect.bandcamp.com/album/kepler - New music. It's not that bad.
It went disastrously.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Details man, don't leave us without the full fallout.
What did you end up saying ? What did she say ?
Electronic instruments and digital means of musical production are every bit as normal as non-electronic instruments.
Anyhow, this may be of interest:
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