You've asked me out on a first date. Bold of you, but here you are. You've brought flowers hoping they'd impress me. I see straight through you. It's like you're wearing it on your forehead "VIRGIN LOSER". That's exactly what I see as you're handing me the flowers. unfortunately for you, I don't hold back. I have no intention of giving pity to ANY man, let alone a virgin loser like you. HOW did you ever think this would happen? lol Endure the humiliation and learn, loser.
