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[prfessorbigsock]

g

 

[shloob]

fam are you for serious or trolling?

 

[prfessorbigsock]

o

 

[prfessorbigsock]

o

 

[shloob]

Lmao where they like top notch dimes being flown out?? Thats ridiculous either way. I guess if you got green like that then...*shrugs*

 

[prfessorbigsock]

oo

 

[SHERLOCK87]

Avy to topic ratio

 

[sohoguy]

Have any of you met a girl you really liked online?
What did you do? Did you ever meet? Fly her out? Still talk? How often?

Son..... Make them come straight to the crib and smash and that's it, There's no love in this online stuff

 

[prfessorbigsock]

o

 

[thadocta]

i met my wife online. turns out she was a trannie so i passed her along to iyen

 

[paul is on tilt]

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[SHERLOCK87]

Lol @ the avy switch. You're not ugly OP, solid 5.

 

[DrizzyNYC]

Fly them out? Whatttttt
I never met a chick online, but I wouldn't bring them to my crib first.

 

[T Lo Sweater]

never fly em out. thats what idiots do

i used to mess around with badoo and whats good and all that crap but if i met a chick it was cause shes nearby thats it

 

[prfessorbigsock]

o

 

[stork]

met one girl who went to my university, on that site datemyschool i think, saw a bunch of ads all over campus so i figured i would peep it see if any bad broads were on there

she looked average in her pics, in shape and a decent face + she lived off campus. we met up finals week and it turned out she had old pics, she was like 15-20lbs heavier in person, she had a gut :x. we talked for like 45 min n then i went home, never saw again

i don't put too much into this online dating/hookup stuff, since it's usually fat/ugly women who frequent them

idk about flying box in.....word to javale mcgee

easier to just hit backpage/redbook and pay a local broad imo...

 

[the nomad]

Back in the Yahoo chat and MTV chat room days I met 2 females online. One in Oneonta, New York and one in my city. The one in Oneonta was a serious JUMP... she actually smashed 93 guys from 14-17 ( I was 15 when I met her). But it started out as a joke and we became cool over the year, she feel in love and we never met. She said she wanted to smash and I was living out of state at the time so the plan was she had to take a STD test and not do anything with anyone if her results was clean. She emailed me the results  and bought a ticket to set up our tryst 45 days from that date....About 2 weeks before she was supposed to fly out west to see me she called me crying talking about "she failed me". In my mind I knew she smashed someone and I didn't care, but I just wanted to see how far she was really wrapped up in to thinking me and her were real. She broke down for about 30 mins repeating "she ruined everything because we was building". She was bent on making it up to me. I let her have her affirmation and continued our web cam dates. The last date she said the guy she "cheated with" gave her chlamydia  I pretty much stopped talking to her after that, she blew up the phone until I changed my number.

It was a learning experience, back when the internet was young ...via 2000-01, It's customary now and we don't even realize it. I know tons of people who have hooked up off of Facebook, Twitter or Insta. I personally chopped down five females I met through Facebook. 

 

 

[al audi]

Back in the Yahoo chat and MTV chat room days I met 2 females online. One in Oneonta, New York and one in my city. The one in Oneonta was a serious JUMP... she actually smashed 93 guys from 14-17 ( I was 15 when I met her). But it started out as a joke and we became cool over the year, she feel in love and we never met. She said she wanted to smash and I was living out of state at the time so the plan was she had to take a STD test and not do anything with anyone if her results was clean. She emailed me the results  and bought a ticket to set up our tryst 45 days from that date....About 2 weeks before she was supposed to fly out west to see me she called me crying talking about "she failed me". In my mind I knew she smashed someone and I didn't care, but I just wanted to see how far she was really wrapped up in to thinking me and her were real. She broke down for about 30 mins repeating "she ruined everything because we was building". She was bent on making it up to me. I let her have her affirmation and continued our web cam dates. The last date she said the guy she "cheated with" gave her chlamydia  I pretty much stopped talking to her after that, she blew up the phone until I changed my number.

It was a learning experience, back when the internet was young ...via 2000-01, It's customary now and we don't even realize it. I know tons of people who have hooked up off of Facebook, Twitter or Insta. I personally chopped down five females I met through Facebook. 


 

wild story

damn chick is prob def an escort these days

i remember those early internet days myself i have at least 3 or 4 stories and chicks falling in love...........same deal didnt care just to see how far it would go, just a young bored kid

those aol chat room days were serious.

 

[yeah]

Have any of you met a girl you really liked online?
What did you do? Did you ever meet? Fly her out? Still talk? How often?

Yeah... "met" a chick online back in the Myspace days and was geeked because she was the first girl I talked to who liked a lot of the same stuff I was into at the time (mostly just video games and music... teenage stuff.) But she lived in Houston, and we were both teens at the time, so it wasn't about to work out for me to get them yambs anytime soon. So I took what I could get with them webcam ******* and what not and was on my marry way.

Facebook pops off soon after, and since we legitimately clicked as far as personalities are concerned, we kept in touch in what not. I remember shorty tagged me in a myspace bulletin with her facebook link and I added her. We'd like each other status, comment on a pic or two... innocent stuff really. I left for college soon after and left her on the back burner since I was around more skeezers than I knew what to do with, and they were a walk across campus away rather than on the other side of the country. She would still hit me up every now and then on a friendly tip, and I knew homegirl was feeling the kid, but I ain't really pay her no mind because of the aforementioned vaginapanties that were being alley-ooped to me every other weekend.

Suddenly, after a year at college homegirl starts hitting on me hard. I'm talking she messaging me talking about how cute I look, how much she wants to visit and how "only if" she could afford to take a trip up here. I know better than to spend my hard earned work study wages to bring some chick I never met up here to lay there and take the d, especially since **** were a dime a dozen, and I really wasn't all that desperate. But I entertained the convo from time to time if it meant I would get picture messages of those D cups in class every now and then.

Texts turned into phone calls when alcohol got involved (on both ends,) and she even went as far as sending me a gift box with a bunch of bath & body works BS in it, some pictures she took with her Nikon (homegirl is a legit photographer,) and some love notes and ****. I sent shorty back a crew neck sweater and after that she's trying to trap a brotha in a long distance relationship. I side stepped her propositions like jamal crawford, but we remain cool. the next summer I say forget it and just to mess with her I tell her I'm coming down to Houston to visit. She gets elated and paypals me a couple hundred later that week and tells me about how she'll take me around the city, show me whats cool to do in Houston... all sorts of stuff. So I go ahead and buy a ticket there for spring break.

Shorty picks me up at like 12AM when I arrive in Houston. We roll through downtown and see the crack heads near the bus station, shes telling me how she's so glad i came and how much fun we're gonna have, and she even had a doob rolled in the car for us to smoke on the way back to her crib. I'm thinking I won. things eventually got hot in the car and she tells me I gotta wait till we get back to her place. so i bide my time in homegirls 96 honda civic, waiting to beat the brakes off that hispanic *** of hers.

we pull up to girl's place and she lives in a mini mansion. im talking her home was surrounded by brick wall and had several designated parking places in addition to the two car garage. felt like a brotha won the lottery. we get inside, and im trying to smash in the living room as soon as the door close. we're on the floor rolling around until we knock into the sofa when I suddenly feel a foot on my shoulder. i freeze and i whisper in the most cowardly voice ever "yo I feel something what is that?" this broad goes "oh, that's my dad sleeping on the sofa. don't worry, he's blind and hard of hearing so he sleeps like a baby." i tell her theres no way im trying to smang in the living room with her dad just sleeping there, regardless of if he can see and hear us or not. so we go into her room and start getting down to business. I notice she has a bunk bed in her room but i don't think anything of it. she keeps telling me I gotta be quiet so i don't wake up her mom in the next room so i try my best.

shorty didn't have any rubbers so i just spit on my hand and got it popping raw dog. it was all goin' good till i start hearing rustling coming from the top bunk. she just says "oh keep going, thats just my little sister." so i'm smashing this chick i literally just met in person not 2 hours ago, rawdog, on her bedroom floor, in front of her 12 year old sister. for some reason the fact that we were in front of someone must of gotten to me 'cause not 30 seconds later i let out carlos boozer yells and plunge all the way in. pulling out wasn't even an option cause of how good the p was, and about 5 seconds later i hear a faint voice like "hey sis, is that you? is someone with you?" im stuck tho since i just came balls deep in home girl and she has me confined with her legs around my neck and waist like some type of yoga meets WCW submission move. she goes "yeah its just my friend go back to sleep." her sister doesn't say anything else but I guess my yells woke up her mom cause I hear an elderly lady walking down the hall calling out shorty's name asking if she was home.

I panic and gather all my clothes in like 1.6 seconds flat and make a b line to her closet, naked smelling like the sweetest of vaginas from the crotch up. just as i close the door her mom starts knocking and the chick goes "yeah I just got back, I'm changing into my PJs I'll be there in a second." I guess her mom didn't believe her 'cause she barged in and smelled around for a little bit. she goes "you better not have any of those n_ boys in my house again without introducing me" and bounces. i get out of the closet, sneak out of her window via a drain pipe and sleep in her civic. shorty takes me around the town the next day just showing me stuff in the city. we didn't smash any more during that trip and i had to sneak around girl's house like i was michael scofield, but i had a great time and left houston 4 days later.

tl;dr i met some girl on myspace, the friendship survived the transition to facebook. after a couple years she caught feelings and gave me a couple hundred to visit her in Houston. smanged w/o a rubber, almost got caught, she showed me around the city, the end.

 

[sohoguy]

2003 troll thread officially achieved

 

[x Buddha Bless x]

I have plenty of times. Easy back in the aol/aim chat/blackplanet/sconex/craigslist/hoodhookupz days. Had my share of failures I can count on one hand, broads who supplied fake pics, and successes.

Craziest was a friend though. Cuz me and all my boys thought he was doing it ALL wrong. He dead *** had a long *** relationship with this chick in hs that lived in seattle. Son was passing up bunz in the real world for this internet relationship We roasted him daily until like 2 years later she actually makes the trip to BK and hangs out with him. I think she found a way to stay longer and they were together for a while. I even think he took her to his HS prom. Don't think they're still together. It was still crazy to me cuz we all thought it'd end in some waste of time failure.

 

[T Lo Sweater]

Yeah... "met" a chick online back in the Myspace days and was geeked because she was the first girl I talked to who liked a lot of the same stuff I was into at the time (mostly just video games and music... teenage stuff.) But she lived in Houston, and we were both teens at the time, so it wasn't about to work out for me to get them yambs anytime soon. So I took what I could get with them webcam ******* and what not and was on my marry way.

Facebook pops off soon after, and since we legitimately clicked as far as personalities are concerned, we kept in touch in what not. I remember shorty tagged me in a myspace bulletin with her facebook link and I added her. We'd like each other status, comment on a pic or two... innocent stuff really. I left for college soon after and left her on the back burner since I was around more skeezers than I knew what to do with, and they were a walk across campus away rather than on the other side of the country. She would still hit me up every now and then on a friendly tip, and I knew homegirl was feeling the kid, but I ain't really pay her no mind because of the aforementioned vaginapanties that were being alley-ooped to me every other weekend.

Suddenly, after a year at college homegirl starts hitting on me hard. I'm talking she messaging me talking about how cute I look, how much she wants to visit and how "only if" she could afford to take a trip up here. I know better than to spend my hard earned work study wages to bring some chick I never met up here to lay there and take the d, especially since **** were a dime a dozen, and I really wasn't all that desperate. But I entertained the convo from time to time if it meant I would get picture messages of those D cups in class every now and then.

Texts turned into phone calls when alcohol got involved (on both ends,) and she even went as far as sending me a gift box with a bunch of bath & body works BS in it, some pictures she took with her Nikon (homegirl is a legit photographer,) and some love notes and ****. I sent shorty back a crew neck sweater and after that she's trying to trap a brotha in a long distance relationship. I side stepped her propositions like jamal crawford, but we remain cool. the next summer I say forget it and just to mess with her I tell her I'm coming down to Houston to visit. She gets elated and paypals me a couple hundred later that week and tells me about how she'll take me around the city, show me whats cool to do in Houston... all sorts of stuff. So I go ahead and buy a ticket there for spring break.

Shorty picks me up at like 12AM when I arrive in Houston. We roll through downtown and see the crack heads near the bus station, shes telling me how she's so glad i came and how much fun we're gonna have, and she even had a doob rolled in the car for us to smoke on the way back to her crib. I'm thinking I won. things eventually got hot in the car and she tells me I gotta wait till we get back to her place. so i bide my time in homegirls 96 honda civic, waiting to beat the brakes off that hispanic *** of hers.

we pull up to girl's place and she lives in a mini mansion. im talking her home was surrounded by brick wall and had several designated parking places in addition to the two car garage. felt like a brotha won the lottery. we get inside, and im trying to smash in the living room as soon as the door close. we're on the floor rolling around until we knock into the sofa when I suddenly feel a foot on my shoulder. i freeze and i whisper in the most cowardly voice ever "yo I feel something what is that?" this broad goes "oh, that's my dad sleeping on the sofa. don't worry, he's blind and hard of hearing so he sleeps like a baby." i tell her theres no way im trying to smang in the living room with her dad just sleeping there, regardless of if he can see and hear us or not. so we go into her room and start getting down to business. I notice she has a bunk bed in her room but i don't think anything of it. she keeps telling me I gotta be quiet so i don't wake up her mom in the next room so i try my best.

shorty didn't have any rubbers so i just spit on my hand and got it popping raw dog. it was all goin' good till i start hearing rustling coming from the top bunk. she just says "oh keep going, thats just my little sister." so i'm smashing this chick i literally just met in person not 2 hours ago, rawdog, on her bedroom floor, in front of her 12 year old sister. for some reason the fact that we were in front of someone must of gotten to me 'cause not 30 seconds later i let out carlos boozer yells and plunge all the way in. pulling out wasn't even an option cause of how good the p was, and about 5 seconds later i hear a faint voice like "hey sis, is that you? is someone with you?" im stuck tho since i just came balls deep in home girl and she has me confined with her legs around my neck and waist like some type of yoga meets WCW submission move. she goes "yeah its just my friend go back to sleep." her sister doesn't say anything else but I guess my yells woke up her mom cause I hear an elderly lady walking down the hall calling out shorty's name asking if she was home.

I panic and gather all my clothes in like 1.6 seconds flat and make a b line to her closet, naked smelling like the sweetest of vaginas from the crotch up. just as i close the door her mom starts knocking and the chick goes "yeah I just got back, I'm changing into my PJs I'll be there in a second." I guess her mom didn't believe her 'cause she barged in and smelled around for a little bit. she goes "you better not have any of those n_ boys in my house again without introducing me" and bounces. i get out of the closet, sneak out of her window via a drain pipe and sleep in her civic. shorty takes me around the town the next day just showing me stuff in the city. we didn't smash any more during that trip and i had to sneak around girl's house like i was michael scofield, but i had a great time and left houston 4 days later.

tl;dr i met some girl on myspace, the friendship survived the transition to facebook. after a couple years she caught feelings and gave me a couple hundred to visit her in Houston. smanged w/o a rubber, almost got caught, she showed me around the city, the end.

good ol myspace days

i actually met a chick off there and we became a couple

she hit me up in the comments and we talk for a lil. she gives me her sn and we talk on aim. she asked if i was single and i said yes. then shes like can i change that? we eventually chilled about 3 weeks later. she was a freak tho. it was only the first date and i got to second base. couldnt fingerpop tho. but i did get a handy and a lapdance too. this was all in october so you know it was cold

ol girl lived in hoboken which is only 20 mins from me so i just made the trip there. it was even more convienent cause i used to go to bloomfield college which is only a short train ride away from hoboken so i coulda just hopped on the train then walk to her crib like that

and the first time we chilled was when we made it official. only dated for 3 months tho

i had also met this chick from miami off there. she adds me and we talk OD. i always wanted to go to miami and i planned to go soon as i graduated hs back in 09. meeting this chick was just some icing on the cake. she was cute and into kicks like i was

 

[mellowhigh]

 

[RIP sleazyy]

lol @ fly her out.

to answer OP:

yes, a few. we did sex. I spent no money. some of them I still talk to.

 

[nawghtyhare]

Meet a few then smashed then never spoke to again