Embed Notice

This is also a condemnation of the economy and ZOGbux™. Even in my HS time, it was rough but doable to go out and eat, loiter somewhere, and fall in love for less than fifty dollars.

We used to go ice skating and hang out around the bar fireplace every friday, and it cost us less than $100 for 3 couples. Those days are long gone, both on the monetary side and the fact that skating rink and bar square are invaded by brown rapists and feral niggers.

It's actually a lot harder to romance a woman when you spend your early dating phase inside. They need to make those fun sparkly memories, you can't speedrun the relationship and skip to the comfy indoor phase where you eat in pajamas all the time. But we're impatient, we just want love, and we imagine girls come to it the same way we do.