Okay, take notes, people. I'm going to give you a very simple formula for identifying and filtering potential mates. You use the following formula.
Her IQ + Her annual earned income/3000 + her net worth divided by 25000 + the net worth of her parents/(50000 x number of her siblings) - the number of times she's been arrested in the past 5 years x 80 - the number of times her immediate family members have been arrested over the past 5 years x 15 + ((her bust measurement - her hip measurement)^3)*400 + (cube root(number of times she's ever made out with another woman)*100)* (number of men she's made out with/number of women she's made out with) - number of men she's ever made out with *60 - number of times that she's used illegal drugs in the past 12 months * 1000 - number of cigarettes/joints she's smoked in the past 30 days*750 + 34*(total number of times she laughs when watching one episode each of your ten favorite sitcoms of all time and your 5 favorite movies) - the average cost of her shoes currently on hand x 12 Take the sum of that and multiply it by the following: [(1-her highest Blood Alcohol Content in the past year)^2] /(the carat size of the engagement ring that she feels is appropriate)^3 * (% of her interactions with service workers in the past 60 days where she grew angry or insulting)^2 * (the ratio of the younger age of you two over the older age) * (your weight/her weight) The higher the number, the better potential mate. You can thank me later. |
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Or......will she let you PIIHB. |
cum kisses sound ****in nasty.
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I know these equations. I just forgot?
Pusay induced amnesia. |
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WRONG: St Louis Verizon Amphitheater !st annual Cru-Fest 2008 https://s26.postimg.org/hcun5bg5l/cru.png |
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Take a ride... On the WILD SIDE!!?? Scary bidness. |
I had one like that, body made for sin. We went to Michael Bublé and she bitched about the seats, my having to stop on the way, yada yada. I bet a guy playing pool after the show at the Red Velvet, that if I lost, I'd leave her with him. Hard as I tried to lose... She threw up in the baby sitters driveway and asked me if I'd help clean it up the next morning.
Never saw her again. It's best that you ran, not walked away from that one. https://static.fjcdn.com/pictures/Cr...e3_5250922.jpg Quote:
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She was 'friend zoned' for years, reappeared in the 'fun zone...but the crazy/hot matrix doesn't account for those that appear to be "fun zone" but are actually truly always firmly in the "danger zone". Redhead, too. ****ing CRAZY hot. She should have Kenny 'Danger Zone' Loggins following her around, singing her theme song... |
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Believe me I've met crazy. The one I have now is just crazy enough for me not to get bored with, and smart enough to know a good thing when she sees it. Plus, I like it when people I know mistake her as my daughter:D:D:D:D There are a few good points in RainMan's post that if I am ever single again, I will reference. Hang in there, just when you're about to give up hope one will come your way. My advice, Never date someone who is Dependant on you or has more problems than you...for obvious reasons. I am a sucker for a hot redhead, share pictures? |
Could you show us a completed worksheet? Maybe some baseline numbers? For a friend...:D:D
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I've never met one that wasn't batshit insane. |
Stopped reading after "perfect ass and perky tits" to see if there were any pictures.
Thread fail. I'm moving on too. |
I don't think I have any pics, honestly. She's not on fb, and pics aren't really my thing 'cause I'm a dude...
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The Firecrotch. Not the batshit part. Unfortunately, one always seems to follow the other. |
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