I really, frankly and personally, blush instantly around guys, especially ones i only just met. This makes it really hard to chat with them and have a good time. I just don't know how to approach them, what to say, what to do with my hands. And i'm not talking sexual, i'm talking flirting. Girls, any advice on how to approach guys you are interested in?

Only girls are allowed to post here or we guys are also allowed..??

Guys allowed too. Sorry, you can post all you want, guys.

Here is the best advice anyone can give you..... (ovaries or not)

Just be comfortable.

Flirting doesnt work when it is uneasy and forced. If you are smiling and laughing, you can flirt with anyone at any time in any place in any situation. If you are tense and clenched up and make a suggestive remark...that aint flirting...that is a "come on".

The more you read through these forums, the more you will see that good flirting is done between people who are already laughing during a light humored subject. The amatures wing them out there randomly and it reeks of deperation.

The forums are like batting practice for the real world. It is a safe place to try out your lines and risque' humor. If a line works...great! You know it will fly in an actual face time meeting with anyone. If a line or a joke bombs...no biggie...we are all sitting around in our underwear anyway...and if it doesnt get the reaction you want...at least you know before you go whipping out that lame line in a crowd.

EVERY good flirt line is complimentary....NOT a sexual advance. Remember that before you start blushing furiously....


The Krupa has spoken.....

Amen

Amen. Yes, I have read your topics and posts before, Krupa. Only problem is, i can talk dirty and flirt the hell i want online, but when it comes to offline flirting, dirty talking, I'm just no good. Something is wrong with me XD

Ha! I can prove you wrong right here and now Babydoll.

Just looking at your picture I laughed when I saw you giving a bird "The Finger"....ohhhhh the irony. hehehehehehehe

I do get what you are saying though Honey. Personality patterns are established early in life and they do not change unless you knock back a couple of cocktails.

Some people are introverts...some are extroverts. The only time I have ever seen the tense ones loosen up enough to have fun is when you get em liquored up (they are a blast) ...but, when sobriety sets in...they revert back to thier self-repressed selves. It aint a bad thing....just the way of the world.

Look closer, Krupa. Those are my budgies, and i am pointing at them. Not giving them the finger. They might wake me up in the morning and slowly but surely turn me deaf with their high-pitched chirping and tweeting, but i love em to bits. They don't love me though... *thinks about giving them the finger now* But, People don't like giving me alcohol, because "they dont want me to be a sl%t" or **** like that.

Uhhhhhhh no

Being delusional, I have the luxury of seeing what I want to see....so...you ARE giving that bird "The Finger"

"People don't give you alcohol"???

Welcome to my world...that is why I buy my own. I aint a raging drunk but, a snifter of brandy or a dirty martini on occasion dont hurt. I think of it as "social lubricant" or "liquid panty remover".

Need money to buy alcohol. To which i dont have lolol Mm, i miss that fine taste of vodka. *drool* miss the bitter taste of beer too.

OH!!! Sorry Darlin! I picked up a gallon of vodka last night. I dont suppose you lve in Abilene Texas? If so, we can get drunk, flirt and play Rock Band.

WOO ROCKBAND! YAHH! oh sorry live in Australia. my bad.

I kinda figured you were overseas with the use of the term "Budgie" Americans have no idea it means parakeet.

Two questions....

1: How the Hell can you be shy when you come from the land down under where women blow and then plunder?

2: How the Hell do you rock out on a friggen dijeriedoo?

I know they are parakeets.. i just call them budgies because they have not yet grown.

1. Because all the other girls kicked me down for 10 years of my life (Calling me names, beating me up, they gave me depression so i feel i am no good) and for one thing, i can't give "blow" very well.

2. Simple, you dance.

Well, the past is the past Darlin.

The time will come when you will run into one of those bullying cows and the tables will have turned.

Seriously! When I was young and Dad was dating this chick, we would visit and her older son would chase me and try to whip me with a piece of water hose. Years later I was in a bathroom at a club and a guy says "Eric!...it me! Mike!"

"Yeah man, I remember you. You used to try to whip my @$$ when Dad would drag me to ya'lls house"

Now, I am a full foot taller than the guy and he just wilted and turned pale....The look of fear was priceless. I just laughed and shook his hand.

Don't cling to a past you cant change Baby. Now, when you run across the people who used to jack with you, I promise things will be much different.

Are you Eric or Mike? lol
But i'm still the same ugly girl inside, i used to have people that were younger then me bullying me. The "nerds" even bullied me.
But the past is past, and i can't get over it. Especially since any guy i turn my head towards always looks at my friends boobs or someone else's boobs.

I want guys to like me for me, but they are too focused on other girl's boobies!

You haven't been to Canberra, before, have you?

I luves da' boobies.
Lay down and let me pour a little Cream De Mint on 'em and lick you all clean.

How's that for flirting?

No, they are horny and want some, not looking for a real relationship. Which sucks.

That is what the rest of your life will be........it is what you have settled for.

That is tragic beyond words honey.



I aint the best looking guy. I aint wealthy. I aint the strongest or the smartest.

Who cares?

I only have to be good enough for me.....anyone who doesnt like who I am, can feel free to kiss my butt. I aint them and they aint me....Someone else has a ferrarri and I drive an old used car....does that make me less of a man? No. It just means they would blow enough money on a toy that could pay for a good education for someone in thier family who will never be able to afford a Ferrarri.