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I would just speak to her first, make an effort to greet her and then build up to small talk and see how that goes. Then ask her to go out for coffee or a drink after work. I wouldnt jump in with lets date or I like you.... that kinda stuff creeps me out.

Sounds like you didnt do a good job.

I feel like that's the standard American way to die now

Are you? .... or are you secretly working for some big olive producer? What are they paying you? If I suddenly disappear I want everyone to know .... Star Trek > Star Wars

I just dont like them.

Reese's peanut cups or pieces would be sufficient

I dunno how feet actually taste but I assume they taste like olives. Thats what I think of when I accidentally eat one Imagine..... biting into a tadpole that tastes like feet and thats how I experience olives

No I just hate them. Olives taste the way I imagine feet tasting

I'm more and more inclined to listen to those "soft" rock/pop stations that people can play at work than the stations with the newest pop. The older I get the more that new teeny bop shit gets on my nerves. I'm not old enough for smooth jazz yet though

>.> You seem to be common denominator .... did you kill them?

No idea. Maybe calling it a cocktail bar invites more ladies? Pretty sure you could get a beer though. They served beer at a burger king we stopped in while we were in Vegas

Ehh ... once you get pregnant and go into labor at a hospital ... you lose count .... like a whole team of people have literally seen me completely naked and stuck their fingers all the way up into the cooter so ...

There are free nudes online already

Why the fuck did I read the thread title as mid morning workout?!

1. Beauty and the Beast 2. Jurassic Park 3. Howl's Moving Castle 4. Robin Hood: Men in Tights

Should probably stop with the pedo shit.

I can't sleep in regular clothes >.< I can't even sleep in pajama pants

That whole salad is inedible because the olives have contaminated everything

Are you getting paid for the training?

we used something similar to this in my high school computer class. It was called Eliza I think. Eventually though all of our questions and answers got muddled and it started giving us answers to somebody else's questions. I asked it what was its favorite holiday and it responded with "Yes I fuck" but the kid beside me had actually asked the question about fucking. Good times.