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A scavenger hunt is pure genius! A trail of romantic gifts and clues, winding up with you, wearing a huge false moustache*, ready to take her off to a superb meal you have ready. *I find moustaches hilarious.

That's an idea. I'm trying to think of something cool. What does she like? What's she like?

Hmmm... I'm guessing you should eat some humble pie. Go ask her out. But it should be in a novel way.

Why did she get mad at you? And can we put some explosions on your bit of the love-map?

Home cooked meal always a good idea, that way the victim is already trapped in your lair with nowhere to run you can enjoy a more intimate environment. Just be prepare to have rohypnol and handcuffs some good wine and expensive dessert on hand. Oh and Febreze is a life saver, use it to get rid of that smell of rotting corpses "guy" smell. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Seriously though. I mean even if ...I mean when we get you chaps dates we are going to have to have a date to go on. *scratches chin* Besides the obvious options, what neat stuff can you get to do at home?

You keep posting at the same time as me. *pouts* You haven't really said what your women troubles are, mate.

I definitely don't feel obliged to answer the phone when it rings.

I got the idea from the statement 'make love not war' and it occurred to me that war may have other side-effects, but at least war has rules, and you can share your trials and tribulations with friends. Hence a war room for Love.

What you will need irrespective, is a plan for dinner that doesn't involve restaurants. It is completely bloody impossible to get reservations on Valentines day. I guess it would depend on her taste, but you'll need some meal ideas.

Atreides: I might have known I wasn't being original... BTW, I suppose you've noticed that in the same way, the US and the Brits charge into the country later, and give the evil sobs a good kicking?

That is true. I apologise. What do you think of my car-baiting plan?

That's not the issue. He's already specified dangerous insanity is acceptable.

I think Ramadan is an excellent idea. A bit of self-restraint once in a while. Don't even joke about crack, tho. Some side-effects include becoming a total freak. My brother was leapt upon in a club and had part of his nose bitten off, by a crack addict.

The Horror! http://www.ajk.elte.hu/pics/Rendezvenyek/T...20020822/01.jpg (large and unflattering picture)

Ideas for Llyranor, please.

This is more than a simple date thread! We have a MAP! We have BRAINS! I'm a doctor of journalism!

Ladies and Gentlemen, you can't fight in here! I've already used that gag!

You're confused. My hand is like in the Evil Dead. The damn thing is always drunk, surly, and starting fights.

:D :D :D Great work on the map, but I'm too stupid to put myself on it. EDIT: Gabs, what have you possibly got against the Finns?

I've found my perfect girl. Twice. And this time I don't intend to lose her! Funny expression that. "I lost someone very special to me. Found them in my glove compartment. Why is it always the last place you look?"

Gentlemen, please! No loving in here! This is the Valentine's war-room.

Gabs isn't Finnish, you cretin! *slap* Now, give me a hand. We need a big romance map over there and some more brains! Get cracking, you oaf! EDIT: can someone actually give us a romance map for the Valentine's War-room? We can keep it updated.

Llyranor stepped up first. I'll continue with him in a second. My cunning scheme for you, Lonewolf16, is that you shall spend Monday wandering the downtown area (or equivalent) of your location*, and you shall be looking for people to help. You will help five people. In so doing you are sure to either happen across a winsome young lady and impress her, or you will be so annoyed with me for sending you out in the first place that you will get a date with an entire women's volleyball team, and become a sex-writer for Playboy magazine, just so you can publicly mock me. Llyranor, you given us some excellent material. I think your best bet will be some kind of young violent offender. I'm not really sure where they hang out. the only thing I'm coming up with is to bait your car with overproof rum and leave it outside a women's college. Anyone else want to chip in with a plan to net Llyranor his dream psychopath? *If you are from Minnesota, just follow the Moose.

Right. So step up and gives us: Three things she/he has to be: Three things you can trade off, that are bad to most people: zen vee shall begin!

I could write the book, but that would take up time I am currently lavishing on my lovely lady. And besides I'd feel a bit stupid if I did and we break up immediately afterwards. The asking thing seriously does work. I was in a pub witha friend years ago and to amuse ourselves we tried to establish the best looking woman in the pub. This lead on to some hilarious conversations which are unrepeatable here, but at closing time my friend said regretfully that "You [meaning people] never ask out the good looking ones". This offended my courageous sensibilities so I stamped across and asked for her number. I was shocked and appalled when she readily agreed. It didn't work out for us, but the point was proven. I'm not one of these 'cold-caller' types who ask everyone on the off-chance, but asking will get you a long way.