does anyone else totally miss these?
i was at a club the other week at the female i was with (as we were leaving) said 'did you see her giving you the eye'
now the same thing has happened about saturday.
is anyone else as ignorant to this secret code of winks, nudges and handshakes?
and anyone who was trying to make a point.....please bear with me while a attempt to spot the signals. lol
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signs.....
Sex God
Methinks this is better in the cafe...... hold on a moment 
oooo, hijack >> the kid is back, where ya been hiding? >>>> end hijack
signs?? what signs?? unless its spelt out in sodding neon pink, subtlety is not one of my forte's
have a habit of over-analysing everything - so, I either 'see' things that arnt there and make a complete twat of myself.... or I'm as blind as a bat!
signs?? what signs?? unless its spelt out in sodding neon pink, subtlety is not one of my forte's
have a habit of over-analysing everything - so, I either 'see' things that arnt there and make a complete twat of myself.... or I'm as blind as a bat!
oooo, hijack >> the kid is back, where ya been hiding? >>>> end hijack
signs?? what signs?? unless its spelt out in sodding neon pink, subtlety is not one of my forte's
have a habit of over-analysing everything - so, I either 'see' things that arnt there and make a complete twat of myself.... or I'm as blind as a bat!
Hi Darkfire hows you ? nice to know ive been missed
I have been hanging about in the background just been busy of late thats all.
signs?? what signs?? unless its spelt out in sodding neon pink, subtlety is not one of my forte's
have a habit of over-analysing everything - so, I either 'see' things that arnt there and make a complete twat of myself.... or I'm as blind as a bat!
Hi Darkfire hows you ? nice to know ive been missed
I have been hanging about in the background just been busy of late thats all.
Orgasminator
A friend of mine came up with a good term for this, he refers to himself as flirtblind.
It's something I'll admit to suffering myself, pretty much anything short of 'so do you fancy a shag then' is likely to go comepletely over the top of my head.
It's something I'll admit to suffering myself, pretty much anything short of 'so do you fancy a shag then' is likely to go comepletely over the top of my head.
Yep! I totally miss everything like this.
I once went to the leaving-do of someone I fancied, ended up chatting to her all evening and then sharing a taxi back (first to drop me off, and then to take her home). In the taxi, she talked about how she and her boyfriend had tried swinging, going into considerable detail, and then when the taxi reached my place, I said, "OK, see you around sometime!" and went indoors.
A few days later, I was discussing this with a colleague, who then said that she'd probably wanted to shag me - and do you know - up until that moment, that prospect hadn't even occurred to me!
What a complete idiot I am!
I once went to the leaving-do of someone I fancied, ended up chatting to her all evening and then sharing a taxi back (first to drop me off, and then to take her home). In the taxi, she talked about how she and her boyfriend had tried swinging, going into considerable detail, and then when the taxi reached my place, I said, "OK, see you around sometime!" and went indoors.
A few days later, I was discussing this with a colleague, who then said that she'd probably wanted to shag me - and do you know - up until that moment, that prospect hadn't even occurred to me!
What a complete idiot I am!
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Orgasminator
Quote by bisto kid
I have a habit of missing these signs, signals what ever you want to call them. I usually click on afterwards and kick myself for it
i totally agree!!!! i must walk round with blinkers on
Orgasminator
Quote by Bi-Guy-Notts
I am a people watcher and quite good at spotting when other people fancy each other etc
When the signs are aimed at me they go right over my head
My wife has to point them out to me if she is there at the time
Bi-Guy-Notts
Thats cause ya such a short arse m8 lol
Seriously I couldn't spot a sign if it hit me in the face with a gold brick wrapped in a kipper
I have often thought I've made it blatently obvious that I am interested in someone - but it seems that some men need you to actually spell it out for them. Some men seem to need you to put into words exactly what you're thinking.
Sometimes it's good to do that, but I do enjoy a good flirt
:beer: :boo: :inlove:
Sometimes it's good to do that, but I do enjoy a good flirt
:beer: :boo: :inlove: Quote by markz
Darkfire ................. snap !
Think most girlies are guilty of this ............. see things that arent there and miss things that are !
Sam xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
are we talking about driving
:smackbottom: :smackbottom: :smackbottom: :smackbottom: but Markz, the reason we ladies are better and safer drivers is primarily because wedrive with due care and attention cos we often do 'see things' - and we miss the things that are there! (with exception of NaughtyNymphos who has a problem with garden walls)
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Sex God
Quote by blonde
Darkfire ................. snap !
Think most girlies are guilty of this ............. see things that arent there and miss things that are !
Sam xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Yep me too... and the over analysing thing too
I think from this thread onwards we should all just go for the "fancy a shag" line because we're all evidently oblivious to flirting :lol2:
Sexpert
Well, I guess I'm guilty of missing pretty much all of those signs too...
Darkfire - we're gonna have one very odd chat when we get to these bashes ;-)
lol xxx
Darkfire - we're gonna have one very odd chat when we get to these bashes ;-)
lol xxx
Quote by Amber
Unless its tattooed on the the guys head or they come out straight and tell me they like me I am always completely oblivious!!!
im off to get 'fancy a fuck?' tattooed on my forehead.
WOW i thought i would be the only one who was 'flirtblind'.....although i prefer to think of myself as flirtpartially-sighted'.
i think we are all going to have to put extra effort in......so the girls spot the boys and vice versa.
*lancy ponders all the fun hes probably missed out on by missing signs/signals.
Here's my entry. If anyone can top it, I bow down to their divine ineptitude!
Out one night in Middlesbrough for my birthday, we'd had a few drinks, been for a curry, went back to someones place in the town centre for a few more beers and a game of cards. At about 4am, I felt ready to make tracks home, so set off to the bus station, more for the fresh air (OK, I know, you dont get fresh air in Middlesbrough...) than anything else. As I walked through town I spotted this couple who I assumed had come from one of the late restaurants in the town centre. Judging from where they were stood, just a few yards away from a major crossroads in the town, I assumed they must be waiting to flag a taxi. As I passed, the guy spoke to me. "Alright, mate, you got a light?"
"Sorry, I dont smoke." I replied.
"Its my missus' birthday today", he said, "we're out for something a bit special."<<<CLUE!!!!
"Oh its my birthday tonight as well."
A pause, then he says,"Do you like her outfit?"
I look her up and down, shes in a button down dress with a few buttons open to mid way down her cleavage and lots of buttons open from the bottom up over to nearly the top of her thighs.
Then he asked," Dont you think shes got great legs?"
At that she flashed a great pair of pins, set off by white stockings, sussies and matching g-string, her high heels forcing her leg into a defined pose.
"Very nice", I said. Then I continued on my way to the bus station, which didnt open for another hour and thirty minutes.
In the words of the great yellow god..."D'OH!!!!!!"
Out one night in Middlesbrough for my birthday, we'd had a few drinks, been for a curry, went back to someones place in the town centre for a few more beers and a game of cards. At about 4am, I felt ready to make tracks home, so set off to the bus station, more for the fresh air (OK, I know, you dont get fresh air in Middlesbrough...) than anything else. As I walked through town I spotted this couple who I assumed had come from one of the late restaurants in the town centre. Judging from where they were stood, just a few yards away from a major crossroads in the town, I assumed they must be waiting to flag a taxi. As I passed, the guy spoke to me. "Alright, mate, you got a light?"
"Sorry, I dont smoke." I replied.
"Its my missus' birthday today", he said, "we're out for something a bit special."<<<CLUE!!!!
"Oh its my birthday tonight as well."
A pause, then he says,"Do you like her outfit?"
I look her up and down, shes in a button down dress with a few buttons open to mid way down her cleavage and lots of buttons open from the bottom up over to nearly the top of her thighs.
Then he asked," Dont you think shes got great legs?"
At that she flashed a great pair of pins, set off by white stockings, sussies and matching g-string, her high heels forcing her leg into a defined pose.
"Very nice", I said. Then I continued on my way to the bus station, which didnt open for another hour and thirty minutes.
In the words of the great yellow god..."D'OH!!!!!!"
Quote by Teesside Guy
Here's my entry. If anyone can top it, I bow down to their divine ineptitude!
Out one night in Middlesbrough for my birthday, we'd had a few drinks, been for a curry, went back to someones place in the town centre for a few more beers and a game of cards. At about 4am, I felt ready to make tracks home, so set off to the bus station, more for the fresh air (OK, I know, you dont get fresh air in Middlesbrough...) than anything else. As I walked through town I spotted this couple who I assumed had come from one of the late restaurants in the town centre. Judging from where they were stood, just a few yards away from a major crossroads in the town, I assumed they must be waiting to flag a taxi. As I passed, the guy spoke to me. "Alright, mate, you got a light?"
"Sorry, I dont smoke." I replied.
"Its my missus' birthday today", he said, "we're out for something a bit special."<<<CLUE!!!!
"Oh its my birthday tonight as well."
A pause, then he says,"Do you like her outfit?"
I look her up and down, shes in a button down dress with a few buttons open to mid way down her cleavage and lots of buttons open from the bottom up over to nearly the top of her thighs.
Then he asked," Dont you think shes got great legs?"
At that she flashed a great pair of pins, set off by white stockings, sussies and matching g-string, her high heels forcing her leg into a defined pose.
"Very nice", I said. Then I continued on my way to the bus station, which didnt open for another hour and thirty minutes.
In the words of the great yellow god..."D'OH!!!!!!"
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thats the kind of thing i would do
If that doesnt convince you, I was once in The Kirk, a nightclub near Teesside. It was rock night, yeah, I was a mosher at the time ( I'm all growed up now!) and we'd taken a vanload of pissheads for a night out. Muggins here was driving.
So, while everyone else is dancing / smoking items of a dubious nature / throwing up in the toilet / all three, I'm sat at the bar, minding my own business PEOPLE WATCHING, 'enjoying' my latest glass of flat cola, when this gorgeous blonde with the Bon Jovi-esque perm ( it was in the 80's, honest!!!) skimpy little bustier-corset-thingy on leaving me in no doubt as to her figure; high heeled boots and skin tight jeans walks straight up to me. She parks herself between my knees ( I was sat on a high barstool at the time), runs her hands up my chest, round the back of my head, then proceeds to stick her tongue down my throat as she lowers her hands and starts to rub me through my jeans. She breaks contact, and makes for the door.
Me, I sit there, sober as a judge, looking around the room, trying to see which of the bastards had set me up, looking for at least one of them to be stood pissing themselves laughing at my expense.
Needless to say, none of them were.
Maybe I'm not Flirtblind. Maybe Im Breastlexic. As soon as a woman flashes her cleavage at me, I just cant find the words!!!!!
So, while everyone else is dancing / smoking items of a dubious nature / throwing up in the toilet / all three, I'm sat at the bar, minding my own business PEOPLE WATCHING, 'enjoying' my latest glass of flat cola, when this gorgeous blonde with the Bon Jovi-esque perm ( it was in the 80's, honest!!!) skimpy little bustier-corset-thingy on leaving me in no doubt as to her figure; high heeled boots and skin tight jeans walks straight up to me. She parks herself between my knees ( I was sat on a high barstool at the time), runs her hands up my chest, round the back of my head, then proceeds to stick her tongue down my throat as she lowers her hands and starts to rub me through my jeans. She breaks contact, and makes for the door.
Me, I sit there, sober as a judge, looking around the room, trying to see which of the bastards had set me up, looking for at least one of them to be stood pissing themselves laughing at my expense.
Needless to say, none of them were.
Maybe I'm not Flirtblind. Maybe Im Breastlexic. As soon as a woman flashes her cleavage at me, I just cant find the words!!!!!
