+1
I think more than the ergonomics should be taken into account. I simply couldn’t put up with the horrible aesthetics of a fat dumpy bird toddling around the place.
How did you find the service mate?
They had a tv show in the states similar to this… Of course it was always the stereotypical male love rat falling foul of the trap.
I saw clips of that tv show, god bless america, home to some of the dumbest cunts to ever crawl out of the ooze.
broadsheet.ie have it up on their site. I think someone here should go along and try get a job as a “honey”.
Was anyone offered a contract in being the ‘bait’?
This is perfectly set up for someone to honeytrap the honeytrappers.
Anyone brave enough to assume the role of a gay couple?
If organising this, Bandage can’t be involved, we’re still waiting on our “away day”.
How far will the honey trappers go?
Was it Gman or Pikeman who confessed on here that they went out with a fat munter for a number of years. it was definately one of the Wexford lads
Wasn’t me anyway. Scored a couple but never went out with any.
Bandage would be the first guess.
Do they use models or what? Wouldn’t every lad fail that test unless they got suspicious.
Jugs, Bandage, et, al :lol:
From Broadsheet
An anonymous email sent to us and many others this morning
In 1984 Bonnie Tyler asked the question ‘where have all the good men gone?’
Almost 30 years later I ask myself the same question?
Seriously though, where the hell are they?!!
I have been single for three and a half years, 2 of those years where by choice. I’m 22, reasonably attractive and not looking to trap some poor misfortunate fella into the marriage and kids brigade.
All I want is a simple relationship, nothing fancy, a nice meal in a restaurant once in a while, trips to the cinema, a few drinks on a Friday or Saturday night, maybe the odd walk in Phoenix Park on a Sunday morning if I’m lucky.
I’ve been on several dates in the last year, all top notch nice guys. They were polite, funny, handsome, complimentary and, a major plus, great communicators. 90% of them bemoaned the fact that they too struggled (for want of a better word) to find Ms Right or even Ms Ahhsureyou’lldoforthetimebeing. I’ve had first dates and in some cases second dates. I managed a third and subsequently final forth date with one particular gent. It seemed everything went well, even great until that first hint of commitment came into play.
I thought to myself, surely its me. Did I have something between my teeth? Or was that joke a little to un-pc?
But I don’t seem to be the only one. The majority of my social group, male and female are single too. One associate of mine has the beauty of a model, an intellect to rival Fry and a sharp, dry wit that will knock you sideways and leave you with tears rolling down your cheeks. She’s never had a boyfriend. We tell her she’s beautiful and men are scared to be rejected by her. She tells us of her loneliness and ponders her inadequacies.
Are all the single men of Ireland afraid of commitment or are we looking in the wrong places?
So what’s a girl to do? Go down the old fashioned route of a shift, bag of chips and a phone number after a night out? Our capitals finest establishment, Copper Face Jacks, has seemed to lost its core group of the gards, farmers, teachers and nurses (the safe bets) and been replaced by a sex hungry, disposable breed of new men and women. In the last year I’ve yet to meet a guy in a nightclub who uses the number I give him, or am even given the time of day once he discovers he won’t be finding out the colour of my bedroom walls.
What about Match.com and its other colleagues? I don’t believe you should have to pay for love and I certainly don’t think I could could cope with people I know discovering my profile. My desperation for love and affection splayed across the web.
So all in all where do we go in this new Ireland, where even the pubs have failed us, to find a fella??
All I want is boy. He doesn’t have to be ripped from 6am gym sessions. He doesn’t have to be a high flyer employed at the IFSC. He doesn’t have to decked out in Hollister or Paul Galvin’s skinny jeans. He doesn’t need to look like Ryan Gosling.
He doesn’t even need an all Ireland medal draped around his neck.
He just has to be nice.
That’s all any of us want.
‘Lonely Girl’
This thread should not be used for anything else but the regaling of stories of forum members’ interactions with the female sex. There is some anti climax seeing this thread bumped initially only to see some generic story about girls.
Hows the girlfriend going farmer?
hear, hear 
Seeing as this thread has been bumped I may as well address my situation. I’m sure there’s an obvious answer to this.
I was with a bird over the Xmas, bit of an awkward situation to begin with but ended up being to my advantage. Anyway I’ve moved back across the pond and your one has been sending me the odd message a few times a week. Nothing too flirty, just general chit chat usually, but then she’ll drop in the odd clanger where she suggests coming to visit and asking me when I’ll be home. Ive no real interest in the girl apart from the obvious one. My thinking is if I keep playing along to this then I’ll have a tap in next time I’m home. On the other hand I run the risk of her turning up on my doorstep over here. How should this one be played? She’s not a psycho or anything either. I’m thinking a message once or twice a week and when I’m off home up the tempo. Is this morally wrong? I don’t.
How is it morally wrong?
Have your own fun, that’s all that matters.
[quote=“TwoRunnyEggs, post: 357283”]Seeing as this thread has been bumped I may as well address my situation. I’m sure there’s an obvious answer to this.
I was with a bird over the Xmas, bit of an awkward situation to begin with but ended up being to my advantage. Anyway I’ve moved back across the pond and your one has been sending me the odd message a few times a week. Nothing too flirty, just general chit chat usually, but then she’ll drop in the odd clanger where she suggests coming to visit and asking me when I’ll be home. Ive no real interest in the girl apart from the obvious one. My thinking is if I keep playing along to this then I’ll have a tap in next time I’m home. On the other hand I run the risk of her turning up on my doorstep over here. How should this one be played? She’s not a psycho or anything either. I’m thinking a message once or twice a week and when I’m off home up the tempo. Is this morally wrong? I don’t.[/quote]
You left out something important here tre. How hot is this chick?
[quote=“Julio Geordio, post: 357285”]
You left out something important here tre. How hot is this chick?[/quote]
Well out of ten, I’d give her another one…
keep the contact, money in the bank when you come home