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August 22nd, 2008
What else can a gentlelady offer her philandering gentleman other than tolerance for his alcohol-abuse, nightly home cooked meals and a randy romp in the sack every now and again? Apparently, much more! Occasionally a gentleman encounters a gentlelady so magnificent that even he himself is blown away by her luminous brilliance. Should said gentlelady share the gentleman’s appetite for batman, Irish Car Bombs (the preferred drink of any card-carrying gentleman), comic book-inspired role-playing games as well as appreciate the gentleman’s insistence on sporting bizarre facial hair inspired by Prussian generals, you, dear readers, can consider the lucky gentleman in question completely smitten, for he has found his queen!
BatGirl: OMG OMG OMG, i’m so glad you’re back in town
CatWoman: me too! what have you been doing without me?
BatGirl: oh wow. what a loaded question.
BatGirl: so, that guy
BatGirl: the friend of the friend, with the creepy moustache?
CatWoman: yeah? the one you met at Anton’s* place?
BatGirl: hahahahaha. yes. vladimer*.
BatGirl: so, he finally got the balls to ask me out on a proper date
CatWoman: way to finally man up..
BatGirl: and, seeing as my love life has been lackluster of late, to say the least
BatGirl: i agreed.
CatWoman: what did he plan for you kids?
BatGirl: we went to see the dark knight.
CatWoman: typical… blahhhhh
BatGirl: christian bale….heath ledger…i could think of worst things
BatGirl: followed by drinks and lively conversation
BatGirl: and more drinks
BatGirl: i believe irish car bombs were involved. which never lead to good decisions.
CatWoman: they call it a bomb for a reason
BatGirl: oh god yeah they do
BatGirl: so, a few dozen drinks later
BatGirl: and going back to vladimer’s place doesn’t seem like a bad idea
BatGirl: creepy moustache and all
CatWoman: did it tickle?
BatGirl: yes.BatGirl: now, i should preempt the following segment of the story by saying that he really loved the dark knight.
BatGirl: like, REALLY loved the dark knight.
CatWoman: yeah, most people do
BatGirl: i thought nothing of it, i enjoy a good comic book movie like the next gal
CatWoman: word
BatGirl: but, his apartment may or may not have been a shrine to Marvel
BatGirl: which i only vaguely remember due to aforementioned bombs.
CatWoman: oh dear…
BatGirl: so, things get going. you know i’m not shy in these matters
BatGirl: at some point, i JOKINGLY reference batman, or something of that nature
BatGirl: which really got him going. this should have been a warning signal.
BatGirl: at this point, things took a terrible turn….let’s just say a mask was involved (which I wore), and a cape (which he wore)
CatWoman: holy car bombs, batman!
BatGirl: hahahahaha
CatWoman: wait, was there spandex involved in this “game”?
BatGirl: oh god. i don’t even know if i want to keep talking about it.
CatWoman: what’s the scenario here?
BatGirl: now you’re just being crass.
CatWoman: i HAVE to know now…
BatGirl: a batlady doesn’t tell
BatGirl: hold on, gotta open the door downstairs for someone.
CatWoman: noooooooooooooooo…
CatWoman: you can’t keep me in suspense like this
BatGirl: hahahahaha, that’s appropriate given the situation
BatGirl: so, it was basically comic-con 08
BatGirl: comic-cum 08, maybe.
BatGirl: jesus, did i just say that?
BatGirl: i’m so ashamed.
CatWoman: Dayam!
CatWoman: so does that mean there’s going to be date numero dos in the future?
BatGirl: yeah, when gotham city freezes over
CatWoman: Oh <SNAP!>
August 24th, 2008 at 5:48 am
I love these girls! Tell them we need to go party some time…
Luv
Poochie
August 25th, 2008 at 7:33 am
the “No Gentleladies” rule should apply to this site as much as it does to the steamroom and any seat next to mine at the ballgame.
August 25th, 2008 at 8:40 am
I agree with villa for the most part, but i encourage the stories of gentleladies as long as they prove the point of gentleman being far superior, such as swooning a gentlelady back to a gentleman’s bat cave to perform sexual favors.
August 25th, 2008 at 10:13 am
Gentlemen,
This may be the funniest thing, which includes books, tomes and the Gutenberg Bible, that I’ve read in quite some time.
Best regards,
The Dapper Alchemist
August 25th, 2008 at 1:19 pm
That my friends, was fantastic…and a pretty accurate account of any date involving fanboys. Ladies, you’ve been warned.
August 26th, 2008 at 4:46 am
Oh my god. I saw post over at FilmDrunk and had to check this out.
Oddly enough, I’ve always toyed with the idea of asking a girl to dress up like a clown for me. I mean, it’s not like grease paint and a multi-colored wig is a turn on, but, you know, if someone is willing to do that for you, it probably means that they like you.
August 26th, 2008 at 7:47 am
Adding Gentle Ladies submissions to this site was much needed. I think it’s been proved once and for all that not only are our conversations far more humerous but the Gentlemen in question are far less superior than they imagine.
August 26th, 2008 at 5:13 pm
A GentleLady should be respected. The next best thing to a night out on the town with other Gentleman, is a night out with a GentleLady. The Gentleman can drink large amounts of alcohol with their GentleLady and then bone them. Because that is what the Gentleman and the GentleLady want… drunk, sloppy sex with no strings attached.
March 17th, 2009 at 9:05 pm
Did the gentleman work at GameStop, perhaps?
March 10th, 2010 at 6:05 am
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