Yesterday, 08:48 PM
Sexy. A true American male does not feel fulfilled without a challenge. She and I would strike up a conversation. I would force it if I had to. American women respect that. I'd also talk up her non-american ugly friend. Find out what kind of a ride they came in on the low down. My America wit would put hottie a bit off. She, being an American woman, would bite. alpha begins with "A" just like American. She'd then want to check out my rhythm. Ask me to the dance floor. That's her way of seeing if I'm a spy for Russia. American men don't dance and she'd expect me to bow out with "I gotta piss, you go ahead." I'd tell her to go ahead with her ugly "friend," who I'm beginning to think is a commie agitator. And possibly a bitter lesbian commie agitator that considers my man meat a threat. Warranted, but come on. I'd excuse myself to the bathroom, then make a zig-zag to the parking lot. Once there I'd find the car. I'd tell the lot security guy "Hey, Dwayne, here's $15, go around the side." Then I'd pull the hose to the fuel filter off and crimp it. I'd go back in and keep the intensity going. TLDR: America woman's car won't start and I only got a two seater. Because the back of the quad cab is full of construction tools. ;) Booom!