Urgh .. clubs .. no thanks.
I do have to somewhat sympathise with shitoutonme though (wtf kinda name is that?).
When I was single (I'm married for 5 years now) I would only ever go to bars because it did kinda feel like women in clubs were going there so they could 'accidentally' go home with a good looking guy with the brain of a chimp. Hey, it worked for me lol - I've gotten into girl's pants with nary a dozen words thanks to shitty loud music and bad lighting. And then they could just brush it off the next day saying:
"OMG that guy was soooo dumb, and sooo rude. But he was hot and good in bed. But I'm really interested in a guy who's smart and funny and talks to me like I'm a real person, sigh, why can't I meet a guy like that??" ... as opposed to one that shoves her face into a pillow and fucks her till she can't walk, hmm?
At least, that was the impression I got about club chicks. Maybe it's just something about the music? Or the fucktard bouncers picking and choosing who to let in, or to keep out, and who to put in hospital? Or the overpriced, watered-down drinks?
Mind you ... I got together with my wife in a club ... so go figure. But then again, we'd been talking at a party for about 5 hours before the group moved to a club, and I figured I had a shot so I tagged along. So ... yeah ... clubs to me are the places I would go to meet a girl. I don't go there because I ENJOY it. LOL! What a concept! I didn't think anyone enjoyed them, just went there with ulterior motives.
I do have to somewhat sympathise with shitoutonme though (wtf kinda name is that?).
When I was single (I'm married for 5 years now) I would only ever go to bars because it did kinda feel like women in clubs were going there so they could 'accidentally' go home with a good looking guy with the brain of a chimp. Hey, it worked for me lol - I've gotten into girl's pants with nary a dozen words thanks to shitty loud music and bad lighting. And then they could just brush it off the next day saying:
"OMG that guy was soooo dumb, and sooo rude. But he was hot and good in bed. But I'm really interested in a guy who's smart and funny and talks to me like I'm a real person, sigh, why can't I meet a guy like that??" ... as opposed to one that shoves her face into a pillow and fucks her till she can't walk, hmm?
At least, that was the impression I got about club chicks. Maybe it's just something about the music? Or the fucktard bouncers picking and choosing who to let in, or to keep out, and who to put in hospital? Or the overpriced, watered-down drinks?
Mind you ... I got together with my wife in a club ... so go figure. But then again, we'd been talking at a party for about 5 hours before the group moved to a club, and I figured I had a shot so I tagged along. So ... yeah ... clubs to me are the places I would go to meet a girl. I don't go there because I ENJOY it. LOL! What a concept! I didn't think anyone enjoyed them, just went there with ulterior motives.