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Cockblocked
Here's my "cockblocked" story. It's long so if you don't care just write your story in the comments.
My roommate last year was a friend of mine from undergrad. He was very 'metrosexual.'
One day he begged me to go to this club with him because he didn't want to drive there alone. I didn't really want to, I was in a bad mood because he lost this nice zippo I bought earlier than week in vegas but he has this friend that he swore was interested in me at given this prospect I finally decided to go.
A little back history: you have no idea how many favors I had done for this guy. I've never seen or met anyone so helpless and inconsiderate in my life. Not a very good combination. Also, I'm a white guy, and he's Taiwanese.
So when we finally got to the club I found out it's a Korean club. I'm like "dude wtf?" he doesn't understand why I'd be annoyed. "Bro, I'm not Korean either." As though they would be able to tell. First of all the girl he told me would be there was. And so was her boyfriend. Fuck.
The whole night, as one might expect I am stared at and looked down upon. In the bathroom I swear to God one guy started laughing and said OH SHIT WE GOT SOME ROUND EYE UP IN THIS BITCH. I can laugh at myself, I have lived in Asia before, and been the minority but when someone isn't your friend, they really shouldn't just make fun of you.
I couldn't even really start a fight with anyone, I'd have gotten my ass handed to me by about 70 Koreans. So what did I do? Well I tried out dancing with some bitches one after another instantly being blocked from me by guys they were with. After this happened about 5 times I got kind of discouraged. I took noticed that girls were outnumbered by guys by about 5:1. That's 5 guys for every girl.
So I played wall flower for about 15 minutes, until my friend finally game over to me and was like "Bro what's up? How come you aren't havin' fun?" I tell him, because the club sucks ass. He doesn't understand. He comes back a few minutes later in a strangely generous mood and says to me alright man, if you aren't having fun then we don't gotta stay, let's go. I was amazed and didn't question it. Since I'd missed the last train anyway, he was my only ride home.
On the way out of the club, I had to squeeze past the hottest girl I had seen that whole night. she thought I was trying to dance with her I guess, and to my amazement no guy came to push me away. So I continued. She had a cute friend too. She asked me to go outside for a cigarette. I couldn't help but think that zippo would have come in pretty handy at that moment.
When we got outside my friend was waiting for me. Of course of all people she asks him for a light. I heard her say something to her friend in Japanese, and not just Japanese. It was Kansai Japanese, which is the dialect that I happen to know.
My friend insists that telling girls you speak that language frightens them off, but I tried it and she was eating it up. I thought it was so awesome that she had a friend too for my roommate. But for some reason he wouldn't take a hint and go for the friend. I know it was kind of a sudden thing to spring the wing man position on him but we didn't have time to make an elaborate gameplan, and at that point it wasn't even a matter of not being a good wing man, it became a matter of both of us hitting on the same girl.
One problem was that she was really drunk, and her friend wasn't. I don't say that because drunk girl's are easy- I mention it because a sober friend is overprotective of a drunk one. In the end her friend got tired of standing there quietly and watching us prey on this girl. She told me she was on facebook and what school she went to but I forgot. Somehow I was too stupid to ask for her last name, and then when I said the word "phone number" she asked her friend "what'd he say?" and she replied "nothing." They left abruptly. Honestly I wouldn't have done anything that night, but I think if I called her back and met up with her I would have have a decent shot.
We decided we no longer had any reason to stay either, and started walking back toward the car. To our surprise they were across the street. I called her name. She waved, by this point her friend thought we were stalking them and starting running. I never found her.
My friend has never forgiven me for cock-blocking him. I am still in shock at how one could have possibly spun things around so much...
He said I ruined his night by making him leave the club and then cockblocking him and he regretted even bringing me. We are not roommates anymore.
My roommate last year was a friend of mine from undergrad. He was very 'metrosexual.'
One day he begged me to go to this club with him because he didn't want to drive there alone. I didn't really want to, I was in a bad mood because he lost this nice zippo I bought earlier than week in vegas but he has this friend that he swore was interested in me at given this prospect I finally decided to go.
A little back history: you have no idea how many favors I had done for this guy. I've never seen or met anyone so helpless and inconsiderate in my life. Not a very good combination. Also, I'm a white guy, and he's Taiwanese.
So when we finally got to the club I found out it's a Korean club. I'm like "dude wtf?" he doesn't understand why I'd be annoyed. "Bro, I'm not Korean either." As though they would be able to tell. First of all the girl he told me would be there was. And so was her boyfriend. Fuck.
The whole night, as one might expect I am stared at and looked down upon. In the bathroom I swear to God one guy started laughing and said OH SHIT WE GOT SOME ROUND EYE UP IN THIS BITCH. I can laugh at myself, I have lived in Asia before, and been the minority but when someone isn't your friend, they really shouldn't just make fun of you.
I couldn't even really start a fight with anyone, I'd have gotten my ass handed to me by about 70 Koreans. So what did I do? Well I tried out dancing with some bitches one after another instantly being blocked from me by guys they were with. After this happened about 5 times I got kind of discouraged. I took noticed that girls were outnumbered by guys by about 5:1. That's 5 guys for every girl.
So I played wall flower for about 15 minutes, until my friend finally game over to me and was like "Bro what's up? How come you aren't havin' fun?" I tell him, because the club sucks ass. He doesn't understand. He comes back a few minutes later in a strangely generous mood and says to me alright man, if you aren't having fun then we don't gotta stay, let's go. I was amazed and didn't question it. Since I'd missed the last train anyway, he was my only ride home.
On the way out of the club, I had to squeeze past the hottest girl I had seen that whole night. she thought I was trying to dance with her I guess, and to my amazement no guy came to push me away. So I continued. She had a cute friend too. She asked me to go outside for a cigarette. I couldn't help but think that zippo would have come in pretty handy at that moment.
When we got outside my friend was waiting for me. Of course of all people she asks him for a light. I heard her say something to her friend in Japanese, and not just Japanese. It was Kansai Japanese, which is the dialect that I happen to know.
My friend insists that telling girls you speak that language frightens them off, but I tried it and she was eating it up. I thought it was so awesome that she had a friend too for my roommate. But for some reason he wouldn't take a hint and go for the friend. I know it was kind of a sudden thing to spring the wing man position on him but we didn't have time to make an elaborate gameplan, and at that point it wasn't even a matter of not being a good wing man, it became a matter of both of us hitting on the same girl.
One problem was that she was really drunk, and her friend wasn't. I don't say that because drunk girl's are easy- I mention it because a sober friend is overprotective of a drunk one. In the end her friend got tired of standing there quietly and watching us prey on this girl. She told me she was on facebook and what school she went to but I forgot. Somehow I was too stupid to ask for her last name, and then when I said the word "phone number" she asked her friend "what'd he say?" and she replied "nothing." They left abruptly. Honestly I wouldn't have done anything that night, but I think if I called her back and met up with her I would have have a decent shot.
We decided we no longer had any reason to stay either, and started walking back toward the car. To our surprise they were across the street. I called her name. She waved, by this point her friend thought we were stalking them and starting running. I never found her.
My friend has never forgiven me for cock-blocking him. I am still in shock at how one could have possibly spun things around so much...
He said I ruined his night by making him leave the club and then cockblocking him and he regretted even bringing me. We are not roommates anymore.
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Permalink Reply by TheRootman on -
Your roomate was a tool, and possibly still is.
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Permalink Reply by MDS on -
Let me know when the girl that called you up, asked you out, and brought her "bi" friend along, goes home with some stranger WITH her friend and you have to call a taxi.
When that happens, I'll pass over my
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Permalink Reply by Kizmania on -
damn that is harsh...
so you basically got two lezbos all drunk and horny and some other chump swooped in?
Thats cold blooded
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Permalink Reply by Mike on -
god damn dude. you are really one-upping me in the girl problems department this week. you're right though i never missed out on an almost threesome. i met this girl over the summer, she lived in a dorm with a curfew, and i was staying in a hotel that week. she asked me to go clubbing, why i always get tricked into clubbing i dont know nothing good has ever come out of it. she asked me if she could stay at my place that night because she wouldnt be able to get back into her dorm after midnight. i said was like "alright im sure thats why you want to stay here," picked her up and brought her over. before we went to the club she needed to take a shower, and didn't think twice about walking around in her bra in front of me, and showering in my room. we finally get to the club around 12:00 where she reveals to me that shes underage and therefore has no ID, so she needs me to ask every girl around us if we can buy their ID off of them. finally it works. fuck it i wasn't paying for that shit after waiting around for so long trying to get in there. we get plastered and she wanders off and hooks up with my friend from down the hall. I left the club early, and at about 4 am i get a knock on my door from both of them that she needs her stuff back. I was pissed enough about the cockblock...but then being woken up at 4 am and seeing both of them.... I was almost going to throw her shoes and shit out the window, and then she grabs the bag thanks me, kisses me of the cheek and walks off. i hear her yell as they walk back to his room "YAY NOW WE HAVE CONDOMS!"
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Permalink Reply by PoopaPapaPalpatine on -
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Permalink Reply by K6 on -
You think thats bad? I've made my first enemy last september.
I was apparently cock blocking, but I wasn't doing shit.
He wanted me to come, both times... the girls were supposedly interested in me, I wasn't interested in either one of them. The second time around, he found that that was enough reason to bust open the rear glass window of my car. What the fuck?
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Permalink Reply by MDS on
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Touch my car, and by god you'll get touched by something in return.
You can call me small dick, you can call me a mo-fo, you can even take a swing at me and I'll be fine in the morning. You so much as BREATH against my car, and it is ON! I don't mess with your car even if I want to kill you, so don't go messing with mine.
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Permalink Reply by Chig Champa on -
There are lines real men don't cross.
Fucking with someone's car is one of them....
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Permalink Reply by Kizmania on
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words to live by or die by...
Lance: Still got your Malibu?
Vincent: Aw, man. You know what some fucker did the other day?
Lance: What?
Vincent: Fucking keyed it.
Lance: Oh, man, that's fucked up.
Vincent: Tell me about it. I had it in storage for three years, it was out for five days and some dickless piece of shit fucked with it.
Lance: They should be fucking killed. No trial, no jury, straight to execution.
Vincent: Boy, I wish I could've caught him doing it. I'd have given anything to catch that asshole doing it. It'd been worth him doing it just so I could've caught him doing it.
Lance: What a fucker!
Vincent: What's more chickenshit than fucking with a man's automobile? I mean, don't fuck with another man's vehicle.
Lance: You don't do it.
Vincent: It's just against the rules.
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