In some ways, Valentine was like a jedi.

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Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

 

 

I am in stiches.

 

Hahahahahahaha.

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I'm serious because Jedi weren't allowed to love!

Ask her if she knows her calculus? It says "you + me = us".

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.

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.

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Genius.

So does that mean you'll give it a go?

So does that mean you'll give it a go?

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Absolutely.

 

 

My idea was just to walk up to her sometime before the big V day, and aske her if she liked candy. Then if she said yes, I was going to ask if she liked it when it came in a box. After another yes answer, I was going to ask if she liked it when the box was heart shaped. If she answered yes, then I would get her some flowers.

So does that mean you'll give it a go?

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Absolutely.

 

 

My idea was just to walk up to her sometime before the big V day, and aske her if she liked candy. Then if she said yes, I was going to ask if she liked it when it came in a box. After another yes answer, I was going to ask if she liked it when the box was heart shaped. If she answered yes, then I would get her some flowers.

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Well, _I_ laughed. Anyway, I have to get some sleep, so goodnight all.

 

*some sort of sloppy non-Army salute*

*Salute*

Sorry for spamming earlier, I was just reliving the old days when we had no moderators .

Edited February 13, 200619 yr by Bokishi

Don't be sorry. I believe in you Bokishi.

 

 

I believe in you.

Ask her if she knows her calculus? It says "you + me = us".

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That's algebra, not calculus.

Accounting is harder than calculus you know.

So does that mean you'll give it a go?

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Absolutely.

 

 

My idea was just to walk up to her sometime before the big V day, and aske her if she liked candy. Then if she said yes, I was going to ask if she liked it when it came in a box. After another yes answer, I was going to ask if she liked it when the box was heart shaped. If she answered yes, then I would get her some flowers.

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Have the chocolates on you when you ask her the questions.

 

Psychologically, three "Yes" answers (each one helping to prompt the next one) set up the question-asking scenario for an almost irredeemable "Yes" on her part. Strike then with the chocoloates.

 

If she says "No" at any time, set up three "Yes" answers, again, and then ask her out.

I don't think you understood my witty joke. She would laugh and laugh.

Get the flowers first. Have them to give at the crescendo of the, errr, witticism.

I am so witty.

So does that mean you'll give it a go?

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Absolutely.

 

 

My idea was just to walk up to her sometime before the big V day, and aske her if she liked candy. Then if she said yes, I was going to ask if she liked it when it came in a box. After another yes answer, I was going to ask if she liked it when the box was heart shaped. If she answered yes, then I would get her some flowers.

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Have the chocolates on you when you ask her the questions.

 

Psychologically, three "Yes" answers (each one helping to prompt the next one) set up the question-asking scenario for an almost irredeemable "Yes" on her part. Strike then with the chocoloates.

 

If she says "No" at any time, set up three "Yes" answers, again, and then ask her out.

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You sir, are a genius.

 

This is my new technique!

Just one question: are you an alt?

Yeah, an alt of my fist!

Ha! I knew it!

Violence never solved anything.

 

Get 'im!

Violence never solved anything.

 

Get 'im!

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grabs an aussalt rifle and several grenades then proceeds to find a futuristic pop-gun looking thing that blows holees in stars...

 

Where be he?

He's hiding.

 

In bed.

 

Behind that teddy!

Goddammit! Put those guns down? You want Nazi law-enforcement coming in here? We are soldiers of LURVE! We are campaigning to get Llyranor some action now. We must find his soul mate, and we have 24 hours! Get me Jack Bauer!

Come on, ladies and gentlemen. Somebody give me a quick capsule review of Finland. We need intelligence. We need spotter planes. We need someone from the forum to pfly out to Finland in the guise of a carpet salesman. Let's hustle a little.