Biiiiiiiig Pimpin!
 

alright.......here's a place for all those times you are BIG PIMPIN.....

i know we got some playas out there.....so tell your stories/reveal those pimpin secrets here. we've got threads about how members of the opposite sex do us wrong, so how about one dealin with how we PLAY THE GAME?!

*for no reason other than docet could use some pointers j/k, dawg! ;)

i'll start....i was big pimpin tonite b/c i had a date, cancelled, and got another date all within 10 minutes...thank you, thank you....

Always doggin, diva...always doggin.

oh but docet, i wouldn't dog if i didn't care! :D

um...i don't know what to say.:confused:

just say ok and *nod*....

ok, i can do that!

Hmmmmm....lets see here...gotta let the pimp juice flow through me!

Well, last night I worked and the only hot guys (we have FOUR) worked with me....and they were ALL up in my SH*T!! We have corporate trainers down here to help us with opening and they were all like "Look at miss hoochie over there" and I'm like "Who ME???!! I aint doin SHIII!!"

The first one we will call The Jerk
He is INCREDIBLY COCKY and ARROGANT!! He went to HS with my best friend so he already thinks we have this "connection" and was all being cocky and stuff. I accidently bumped into him (on his behind!! HELL he was in the WAY!!) and he was like "Ivory, you can't touch the buttocks until our second date" I'm like WTF!! so I said "Who told you I would go out with your stupid ASS??" and he just smirked and was like "Oh, you know you want to!!" so I rolled my eyes and walked away...all night he kept "bumping" into me and telling me I was in the way...ARG I hate HATE how he winks at me like I want him...ew

The second one we will call The Smooth Operator
I met him during training and I think we fought the whole time cause I HATE SMOOTH TALKERS!! SO I kept bustin his balls and he was like "we're gonna have problems later on...I can tell" and I was like "HELL YEAH!! You think you're a PLAYA!!!" Anyway since then....whenever he talks to me he likes to touch my back or put his arms around me...I have to admit, hes a total hottie so I dont mind. But he has a GF!!! and he's aways trying to flirt with me. It really frustrates me.

The third guy we will call The Intellectual
So yeah....he's going to Vanderbilt in a semester....becoming a docter...his famliy owns a house in France ...he travel all of Europe and can speak 4 languages ....and he likes OPERA!! and no he aint gay. LOL Now this guy actually asked me STRAIGHT up to go out with him to see this Grease. And I politely refused ...since well my heart is somewhere else.

The last guy is my good ole friend The TOTAL Sweetheart
Now of all the guys I really admire him, he so sweet! When my "friend" came in to use his fake ID to get beer and it made me cry.....he took me aside and told me he would "take care of it" oh and he did...LMAO. Whenever I need him, he's got my back. Although its not a romantic, he is a very good friend.

So, last night I was BIG PIMPIN and I STILL didn't want any of them. Why?? well.....BLAH the power of melty cheese

I guess I'm retired from, um, pimpin :D But if memory serves, I had a blast in college.

I had a picture frame on my desk and a rotating cast of pictures to put in it (me with X at FIJI Island, me with Y at the SAE Raggae Sun Splash, me with my official boyfriend who went to college 400 miles away, me at the DZ Hayride with Z.....etc) I'd always change the picture depending on who I was out with that night.

Then there was the poor guy who sold his engineering textbooks halfway through the semester so he could take me out. He didn't come back the next year; I think he flunked out (NOTE: I did NOT find out about this until months later!)

The time I had two study dates at the same time, in the same library. One date was on the top floor, one date was on the second floor, and I spent most of the evening saying, that I needed to go find such and such a book, I'll be back in a little while. :rolleyes:

That's all I can think of right now, and besides, I don't want to make it look like I had TOO much fun in college!

Oh lord, Tracy. A guy sold his textbooks for you????? And if the Pitt bookstore was anything then like it is now, he probably only got enough to take you to McDonalds!

And as for the second part there- 2 dates in Hillman- i'm just picturing a 21 year old Tracy running all around the library.

You were such a pimp!

As much as I would looooove to share...I keep the details secret. ;)

But those of you who are listed as 'Friends' on my LJ should be familiar with them by now. :D

lol, I have several pimp stories, but in the interest of remaining somewhat humble, I will not reveal all of them just yet, lol.

The one that is kind of embarassing in retrospect (but had me thinking I was pimp of the year at the time) was when I accidentally double booked a date to the movies. I am really bad at cancelling on people...I am the type of person that if I say I am gonna do something I am going to do it. So this time, I invited both guys to go with me. So I kinda went on my own little Elimidate, lol. Except no one got eliminated. I told each guy that the other was my friend who was having a hard time and I was trying to get them out of the house to make them feel better, lol. Luckily I wasn't really feeling either one of the guys all that much.

My pimpin' days are long over. Well, not that long. I didn't date in college, but I had some fun. :)

McDonalds??? I'm insulted! lol I believe he took me to the late, lamented C.J. Barneys and we had utensils and everything! lol Only the best for THIS gal! :rolleyes:

Last year when I lived in the dorms we had an awards banquet at the end of the year and our CA's (same thing as an RA) made some different and random awards to give some of us, just based on what they thought we were like. The award that I won was....the "Keep Pimpin' " award. :D I don't really think I am deserving of that, but apparently Mike thought differently? Haha, so now even though it might not be true the certificate still hangs proudly on my wall!!! :p

went to the club last night......was WORKIN IT....that's all i'm gonna say! ;)

well, that and: ivory/monica score 410 points out a possible....well.....n/m! :cool:

a bow wow....chica chica.....BOW!

mwahahahhahahaha!

Thank you Diva! You didn't dog on me in that post!

410....hmmmm, might change in a lil bit, EH?????!!!!!

Bwahahahahah, I am BAD!!! I AM SOOO BAD!!!

ok, my response to this is either: see?!? i knew i could do it! OR
daaaamn...i'm SLACKIN! ;)

Apparently to the Greeks around here, I'm major pimp. I used to pretend that I didn't know how I got that way. But I know why.

When I first moved here, I had the cutest little accent and it got cuter. . .the drunker I got. So, I managed to pick up a couple of guys at a party. And I would basically work an entire room. The trick is not getting caught.

I would work on one guy and see another hot guy and excuse myself to 'go tell my friend something' but to 'find me later so we could exchange numbers.' Then, I would see my 'guy friend' and start talking to him until I spotted another cutie. It would go on like that until the end of the night.

I would leave first so that I could orchestrate getting numbers. I would find the first guy and say 'Yeah, so are you done picking up chicks cuter than me?' And it would turn into this 'oh, no one's cuter than you. Wobbling, I would give him my home number[the one that I don't answer] and I would get his(the whole while kissing his cheek and then brushing a kiss on his lips). Then, I would say something like 'Don't tell anyone that I gave you my number because my guy friends are really protective of me. They'll get mad and start riding me. This will be our little secret, okay' Then, I would make him pinkie swear.

Then, I'd find the next guy and say 'So, you pick up any other girls tonight?' When they would deny it, I would do this whole little 'awww, hey. . .we're cool. I'll still give you my number. No, wait. You give me your number. Then, we'll decide later if you're worth my time. . .I mean, each other's time.'

And if some guy was catching the eye of me and my friends, I would take the cutest one(sorry but when you're a cute girl, you will be used as bait to get guys' numbers) and I would push her between us(of course, she is drunk dancing oblivious to what's going on) while I talk game to him. And he thinks that we're a package deal[boys are stupid, yeah, we know] so he'll give out the digits. Then, I'll take her[even though she wants to stay] back to the group and we all high-five because 'Alexis ALWAYS gets the men!'

No, it's because I've been a victim of the game. . .and I just dish it out the way it's given.

Oh, and I could be a player. . .because I have a cell phone ONLY for guys that I have picked up. It's got tons of numbers in it. Half of the time, I don't even remember where I meet them. All I know is that they're hot. And if we have a party with tons of girls and no guys, I bring out the cell phone and call some of the numbers and tell them to 'bring friends'. At first they're like 'Dang, you never called me like you said. . .' And I would make up some excuse of why.