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Your most romantic experience...

Oh, dear.

There should really be two separate entries for "romantic" in the male/female dictionary.

Some folks seem to be confusing the word with "tawdry".

Agreed.

I was going to post one or two of my most romantic experiences (one of which involves Rome, a breathtaking Italian waiter, a dozen roses, a dare, and some incredibly hot kissing)....but why bother to post them in a thread which 'dignifies' them with such tawdry crap as a big boobed slut who CLEARLY does not have the dimmest clue why she is getting married (if she did, her wedding dress wouldn't have been custom ordered out of a fetish catalog for hookers). :rolleyes:

And incredibly, the guys around here constantly wonder why they can't get a date...... :lol:

Some of their treatment of this topic says it all, from where I sit.

Oh and for all the guys here listing random sexual encounters as romantic. Grow a fucking pair and dare to care!

Thanks Emher. Said it before and I'll say it again - it's REALLY too bad I'm so much older than you. :p
My dear, age only matters when it comes to dead fish and good wine. Besides, how could I possibly be averse to a woman whos most romantic experience involves hot kissing? Kissing such a great part!
 
There should really be two separate entries for "romantic" in the male/female dictionary.
And incredibly, the guys around here constantly wonder why they can't get a date...... :lol:

Some of their treatment of this topic says it all, from where I sit.

Hey, if you're going to trot out that old chestnut, how about I bring out the one about nice guys coming last? Don't paint us all with the same brush! ;)

Some of us guys aren't evil lecherous humps. If anything, I'd call myself a hopeless romantic. :)

I prefer hopeful and sometimes successful romantic. :D
 
After reading this thread, I'm not sure if I should vomit, run away screaming, or put a gun in my mouth.
 
After reading this thread, I'm not sure if I should vomit, run away screaming, or put a gun in my mouth.
What are you complaining about? For the most part, this thread is what the title advertises. Go puke on another one. :rommie:
Although, is the gun in mouth thing about wishing to have romanticism??
 
After reading this thread, I'm not sure if I should vomit, run away screaming, or put a gun in my mouth.
What are you complaining about? For the most part, this thread is what the title advertises. Go puke on another one. :rommie:
Although, is the gun in mouth thing about wishing to have romanticism??

The adulteration of the thread was done long before I got here. I was attempting a bit of black humor. Not everyone appreciates a dry wit, I guess.

At any rate, the exchanged volleys of crassness and sexism have drained the thread of any romantic merit.
 
After reading this thread, I'm not sure if I should vomit, run away screaming, or put a gun in my mouth.
What are you complaining about? For the most part, this thread is what the title advertises. Go puke on another one. :rommie:
Although, is the gun in mouth thing about wishing to have romanticism??
The adulteration of the thread was done long before I got here. I was attempting a bit of black humor. Not everyone appreciates a dry wit, I guess.
Just trying to decode as if it wasn't an worn-out old joke. :p

At any rate, the exchanged volleys of crassness and sexism have drained the thread of any romantic merit.
Like I said, go piss on something else. :(
 
What are you complaining about? For the most part, this thread is what the title advertises. Go puke on another one. :rommie:
Although, is the gun in mouth thing about wishing to have romanticism??
The adulteration of the thread was done long before I got here. I was attempting a bit of black humor. Not everyone appreciates a dry wit, I guess.
Just trying to decode as if it wasn't an worn-out old joke. :p

At any rate, the exchanged volleys of crassness and sexism have drained the thread of any romantic merit.
Like I said, go piss on something else. :(

I appreciate that you're a woman of strong opinions, but there really is no need for the vague insults that seem to pervade so many of your posts.
 
Agreed.

I was going to post one or two of my most romantic experiences (one of which involves Rome, a breathtaking Italian waiter, a dozen roses, a dare, and some incredibly hot kissing)....but why bother to post them in a thread which 'dignifies' them with such tawdry crap as a big boobed slut who CLEARLY does not have the dimmest clue why she is getting married (if she did, her wedding dress wouldn't have been custom ordered out of a fetish catalog for hookers). :rolleyes:

And incredibly, the guys around here constantly wonder why they can't get a date...... :lol:

Some of their treatment of this topic says it all, from where I sit.

That's a little unfair, don't you think? You can't know much about that woman or why she got married.

And it's not really the same guys complaining about not getting dates and also posting in this thread. There are a few rather loud male posters who seem to post about the same relationship problems again and again, but it's a rather small percentage of the membership.

Addressing some comments in this thread more generally, there are also only a few guys posting "tawdry" rather than romantic stories here. I think it's rather inappropriate given the thread title. But it's not really representative of all males, and they certainly shouldn't be expected to place the same importance on romance anyway.
 
There should really be two separate entries for "romantic" in the male/female dictionary.
And incredibly, the guys around here constantly wonder why they can't get a date...... :lol:

Some of their treatment of this topic says it all, from where I sit.

Hey, if you're going to trot out that old chestnut, how about I bring out the one about nice guys coming last? Don't paint us all with the same brush! ;)

Thank you.
 
I was also thinking (somewhat engineered by Trekkerguy's reaction to an earlier post of mine in this thread) that many men's idea of "romance" is truly different from most women's. they do look at it from more of a "hot", "intense" point of view, I think.

when I think about it, I also like "hot/intense" more than "flowers/chocolate", etc. I think it all depends our life experiences.

that said, one of the MOST romantic things that a guy ever did for me was (this was my ex) after a surgery I had. I had severe pain in my tummy area and couldn't even move for a week. I just lay in bed, whimpering. he was a heavy sleeper. but he would wake up every two hours at night, give me my percocet at the appointed time, pick me up, carry me to the bathroom, sit me down on the throne, hold my swimming head in his hands, give me a shoulder rub... then pick me up and bring me back to bed and tuck me in. he took a month off of work and did this every night and every day for that whole month.

so, that's romantic to me -- when a man gives of himself to his woman without reservation. and I think that is something most people -- men and women -- would find touching and, yes, perhaps even romantic.
 
you know? that IS romantic to a Trekkie like me :)

my boyfriend is not a Trekkie. he kind of puts up with my obsession about all things Trek (and does it rather well, at that) but there have been times in my life that I've wished I could be with a guy who was as obsessed about it as I am :)
 
I was also thinking (somewhat engineered by Trekkerguy's reaction to an earlier post of mine in this thread) that many men's idea of "romance" is truly different from most women's. they do look at it from more of a "hot", "intense" point of view, I think.

Sometimes yes, but actually there's alot more too it than that.

Here I'll tell the story a little more extensively for yall...


Basicaly without getting into too many details, we had been on the phone
for nine hours while she sat in her car in the back of a Walmart parking lot
falling asleep. Just before she did she said "Come to me, I need to know
you're real..." at that moment I got up and said I would(Which kind of freaked
her out) started getting dressed and called my mom to tell her I would be
out of town. I then drove 400 miles to Utah through a blizzard, where I got
held up behind miles of traffic in the worst of it. Once I got there and we
sat for hours in my car talking, the rest happened in the back seat.

And I was the hesitant one. So it's that moment that is remembered
(at least in many cases) because it's the culmination of everything else.
Not simply because it was hot and steamy. :rolleyes:

Of course it means little now but that's not the point...
 
Some of us guys aren't evil lecherous humps. If anything, I'd call myself a hopeless romantic. :)
Managed to miss this, but yes I agree. It's to the degree even that while I'm the perfect age for casual relationships, I have a hard time bringing myself to have a relationship without some actual love in it. That and I'm pretty bad a t flirting :lol:
 
Some of us guys aren't evil lecherous humps. If anything, I'd call myself a hopeless romantic. :)
Managed to miss this, but yes I agree. It's to the degree even that while I'm the perfect age for casual relationships, I have a hard time bringing myself to have a relationship without some actual love in it. That and I'm pretty bad a t flirting :lol:

I can be lecherous and romantic. Often at the same time. :evil:
 
I was also thinking (somewhat engineered by Trekkerguy's reaction to an earlier post of mine in this thread) that many men's idea of "romance" is truly different from most women's. they do look at it from more of a "hot", "intense" point of view, I think.

Sometimes yes, but actually there's alot more too it than that.

Here I'll tell the story a little more extensively for yall...


Basicaly without getting into too many details, we had been on the phone
for nine hours while she sat in her car in the back of a Walmart parking lot
falling asleep. Just before she did she said "Come to me, I need to know
you're real..." at that moment I got up and said I would(Which kind of freaked
her out) started getting dressed and called my mom to tell her I would be
out of town. I then drove 400 miles to Utah through a blizzard, where I got
held up behind miles of traffic in the worst of it. Once I got there and we
sat for hours in my car talking, the rest happened in the back seat.

And I was the hesitant one. So it's that moment that is remembered
(at least in many cases) because it's the culmination of everything else.
Not simply because it was hot and steamy. :rolleyes:

Of course it means little now but that's not the point...

that was awesome. intense and romantic, no question about it. see, we're not that different... men and women, after all :p
 
I guess I have a few. I've noticed during my attempts to be romantic, the best ones (and the easiest) are the actions you do to make your partner happy. Not some overt, grand gesture. Plus, they're usually cheaper. :)

My sophmore year in college, I walked downtown (about 2 miles) to get my girlfriend flowers (just for kicks, and picked out something other than roses). I had to walk them back through frat row. A harrowing experience, as every fraternity housed seemed to emanate with heckles from the frat brothers; on a few occasions the nearby sorority house would come to my defense, after a collective "Aww..." (another example of the clear difference between men and woman's definition of romance). With the help of her roommate, I was able to sneak them into her room when she was at class. She had never received flowers before, and was against the idea, but the gamble paid off, she loved them.

Later on (different girl, different year, same school), I did another harrowing experience: cleaned. It was near finals, and she had several large projects due all at once and very little time to clean. However, a dirty room made her batshit insane (and very, um, persnickety). One day, when she was at work, I snuck into her room and started to clean. Did a pretty damn good job. Never saw her look more relieved and thrilled when she came back. It was pretty obvious it was me, as I fell asleep on the couch after I finished. Cleaning is very tiring.

This isn't romantic in the traditional sense, sweet is probably the best word, but my last semester up at school I was living with my best friend, a girl. I was just offered a job at the nearby casino (a good thing, because I could now pay rent) and had to be up early (college student early, so 8am) for orientation. My friend woke up 30 minutes before I did, and by the time I got my lazy ass out of bed, had made me some nice eggs and bacon. It was cute, and tasted good. :)


-nobody
 
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