Reader Waffles tastes the rainbow,
In honor of great scenes of game in the movies I have to give a special shout out to the official start of the summer of game, Memorial Day Weekend. Summer offers the promise of endless possibilities and is a game reset button. I am sure many in the Chateau can speak to the experience of arguably the most exciting arena of game, the coed summer shore house. In the car with the windows down, music up, that giddy flash of anxiety that hits the moment you smell the salty air, it’s too late now. Here it comes.
Evocative. Who didn’t get a tingle up their legs reading this and envisioning that romantic rush of summersun fun?
I offer a game tip, Waffles. When you meet a girl at the shore this weekend, and you will, at an opportune moment tell her this story exactly as you wrote it here. Not necessarily with her as the subject of your story; instead, told as a bodywide feeling that carries you aloft. Then sit back and slip your sunglasses on, because her sparkling eyes will blind you like the glittering midday surf. If your car is a convertible, bonus storytelling points.
fuck yea
the ocean calls
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“But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea”
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Nice old school “Brandy” reference!
My go-to, cheesy, but mellow ’70s vine, karaoke night jam- especially in my coastal town. Reach down to your stones, fix a chick in your eyes and belt it out.
Weave it into a story later when you slide next to her at the bar, any ridiculous aquatic experience works. Got me laid at least twice over the years.
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This sea was angry that day, my friends… I looked into the eye of the great fish… eh, mammal, whatever… and at that moment… I WAS a marine biologist.
[CH: perfect pop culture ref timing.]
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lol my girl called she allready at the ocean apparently in jail said the water tastes fishy
rofl i laughed so fucking hard
like dead fish wtf
anyway ill have my chicker picker upper at the beach he he he
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that post really brings it man
god dang i got two ride or die chicks
about to road trip it
bitch talking bout all she thinks about is me fucking her when she gets out
its downright fucking amazing
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It sure does. This is poetry:
“that giddy flash of anxiety that hits the moment you smell the salty air”
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SEA FEVER
by da GBFM
lzozozozozo
I must go down on the pussy again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall cockas and a star to steer it by;
And the giant prick and the wind’s song and the white bewbies shaking,
And a white mist on my girl’s face, and a grey load breaking.
I must go down on the pussy again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white bewbies flying,
And the flung sperm and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down on the the pussies again, on a vagrant gypsy wife,
To the girll’s way but not the whale’s way where my cockas like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry blow from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep when she sucks the sweet cream from my long dickk’s cover.
[CH: stirring.]
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Eskimo Toddler Throws Passover Temper Tantrum on Oval Office Floor:
https://www.yahoo.com/parenting/little-girls-temper-tantrum-at-the-white-house-119610956442.html
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Claudia, daughter of Laura Moser and niece of Benjamin Moser
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I’m thinking of buying a mid to late 2000s Mazda MX5 just to have a convertible, but it’s inconvenient having a two seater, although I like two seat cars a lot.
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I had several hot friends (great wing women) tell me straight up that Miata’s were gay, when I mentioned they were in the running for my next set of wheels.
I never trust women’s advice, but this one I listened to, and after that, I noticed that any man driving one really did look gay. Which he probably was, since this is the San Francisco area.
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PICKUP TRUCK OR YOU ARE A PHAG. Ford F-Series or Toyota Tundra. Do not purchase Gubmint Motors or DooDoodge.
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This is pretty much the scene year round here, although it intensifies during the summer.
“at the shore”
Haha. So East Coast.
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Ha, yes, very east coast. But as you noted, you get that vibe year round so are immune to the rush no doubt. MDW is much more meaningful near me because it is like a siren song to nubile babes. They work during the week in the city and spend the weekends down the shore, most likely in a house with a whole bunch of other chicks or a mix of chicks and dudes. Obviously there are no stats to back this up, but I imagine the first few weekends to be supreme opportunity at the shore towns. The inhibitions are down, the desire for fun and playfulness is up. As the summer wears down this probably changes, but right now you will find nary a bad attitude if you hit the right places. Bitch shields are down fellas.
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Here it depends on the places at the beach you go to, but generally, around 1st of May and in the end of July/beginning of August are the best times for seaside hookups. 1st of May is sort of like Memorial Day there and everyone simply rushes to the sea, but then things mellow out as girls return for finals or to work. It picks up again in the vacation period that is the late July/early August period, which is sort of like your spring break because girls that are in their senior years just took our equivalent of the SATs or just finished their work on their college theses or re-took exams they failed during the year.
I just hate my friends prefer the sure thing of hookers to bothering with potential turn downs. Sucks when your friends get older and married/engaged/in serious relationships and due to limited time at the beach and risk aversion they prefer the sure thing because I dislike hookers. It’s no fun to me to fuck a woman that does it for money because a big part of my enjoyment in sex is eliciting the desire of women and taking them on an emotional journey of lustful abandon. Escorts to me are simply masturbating with a woman’s body and it’s not worth the money it costs(since I don’t like plain hoes, the escorts I’d ‘visit’ cost quite a bit).
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What is this “shore”, of which you speak? You mean Lake Erie?
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What you call oil on Laguna Beach – we call hair gel on Jersey Shore.
Lake Erie is a toilet – what you call a ‘shore’ – we call a seat.
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Jersey, dude, Jersey… Wildwood, Cape May, etc.
Runner up, maybe Jones Beach or Point Lookout on Long Island, back in the day… don’t know what they’re like these days.
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Back in the day, you had to wear these ghey-assed safety-pinned licenses on your bathing suit on the beach in Joosey. Do they still require that insanity?
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You should do a post on how to handle working for a Beta male. I work under two of them and it just saddens me to watch their every day lives… Not to mention all the women in the place just run over them like steamroller.
Reminds me of the post you did on how Alpha’s handle their dogs.
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A guy who can’t handle his dog just loses all respect in my eyes. If you cant keep a lesser pack animal in line…you’re not a man
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Spending most of my life in the desert, I always preferred fall/winter game.
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Yes, my two favorite time periods are right about now, that rush heading to the shore the first time during the summer and that moment when you can feel fall starting. Brings me back to college, the start of a new year, endless possibilities.
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[…] Summertime Gine […]
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Hells yeah. p.s. I have a beach comment tied up in Mod on the previous post.
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This was the song I’d like to play at full blast right before I reached the beach (and while staying at the beach). Song just makes me feel good all around.
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I’m a big fan of Roller Skates!
“Calling all detectives
A criminal at large”
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Yeah, like that one too.
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Reblogged this on ReactionaryThought.
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For the young guys… Lifeguard game. Best summer job… Guarded every summer in college… between the girls and the female lifeguards (and parties at night with them) it was awesome. Usually hooked up with the same girl and we would date all summer and she would break up with me when I went back to school. She was in HS. This happened for a few years. She was awesome, a ballerina. Taught her to drive one summer… gave her her first orgasm… which she called me to thank me about just after I finished college…
ahhhhh… good times. still think of her when i hear boys of summer. And i know she thinks of me in all my lifeguard glory when she thinks of that hot night and her first O…
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I was a lifeguard for a while in college at a fany rich private club. So many MILFs
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Yes – at my club now I think the same thing… LOL
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Sea of Love – RP fronting the Honeydrippers was another one of the era… same theme, summer flings
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More props for lifeguarding. The most p00ntag you will ever see in your life.
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Ah, summertime at the beach. The bitches love my massive belly, big enough to have its own name, with stretch marks resembling the Nile delta. They like to see my tits jiggle as I approach and my hairy back as I turn it to them in my alpha aloofness. *sigh* No time of the year better puts the lie to the notion that women can smell my self-pitying loser vibe from 12 parsecs. Fuck summer.
[CH: you don’t say!]
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I grew up in a seaside town and every summer it would fill with tourists, and assorted jobless, scrounging, thieving northern scum. It did have its compensations, foreign female language students from Northern Europe would arrive and stay for about three weeks. Their liberal Scandinavian attitude paid dividends some stayed at my house until I turned fourteen and I being a horny little shit, made things too complicated for my parents. Shorts shorts, bikinis and even topless on the beach, suntan lotion on the breeze, warm evenings, cars, all to a Beach Boys, The Eagles, and Van Halen soundtrack. I fucking loved the summer.
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It’s just “Eagles”.
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Whatever
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no its just Joe Walsh.
eff the eagles
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Loved? Why the past tense?
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These days it’s just a season and I like them all for different reasons. Back then winter bored me and the autumn was when we had to go back to school which I fucking hated. Spring was okay because it meant summer was on the way and I loved summer back then.
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[…] Source: Heartiste […]
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“Who didn’t get a tingle up their legs”
Confession, I did.
No Matthews.
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Meta-nostalgia: remembering hearing Don Henley’s “Boys of Summer” in Ocean City, MD and liking it back in 1985.
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[…] Reader Waffles tastes the rainbow, In honor of great scenes of game in the movies I have to give a special shout out to the official start of the summer of game, Memorial Day Weekend. […]
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“Connect with her emotions” is a key commandment. Bring adventure in and you’ve set up a great start. Slowly sprinkle in dreams to keep at a simmer and enjoy with strong aperitifs.
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yea the dreams is the afterlife
once that is implanted you own it
start talking we gonna be together not till death but after that too
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http://distractify.com/beth-buczynski/real-men-support-women/
real men support women!!!!!!!!!
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