Male university student desperately mass-emails every Nicole after getting wrong #
09-09-2018, 10:38 PM
^^^^^
Cute! This gives me a chance to tell my Huggie Bears story.
To me, she looks like kind of sweet, freshly-scrubbed young girl who just might like the fact that she was tracked down by a sincere guy. In my day, girls like this used to exist. They lived on an all-girls floor of my dorm which was called (I kid you not)..."The Huggie Bears!"
The kids on each floor of the dormitory would vote themselves a name at the start of each school year. So, to give you all some context, the other floors had names like "The Dark Side" (where stoners who liked Pink Floyd lived) or "Drexel Hall," which apparently stood for "Drugs, Sex, and Alcohol." There was also a hall that called itself "The Bedding Barn," for reasons you can probably imagine...and one called "The Meat Packers" (still not sure what the hell was up with that).
So, you have to ask: What kind of girls would voluntarily give themselves a name like "The Huggie Bears" in an environment like this? All you had to do was go onto the hall to find out.
Visiting "The Huggie Bears" was like entering an episode of "Little House On The Prairie" after you'd been in "Animal House." It was the most quaintly girly place you could imagine, with bows on the doors and positive messages on the bulletin boards, written in perfect penmanship. It was so clean that we used to joke it squeaked when you walked down the hall.
There was no drinking, all the lights were all off by 10 p.m. (if not 9:30), and I doubt if any human that had a male appendage ever spent the night in a room there. The girls had conservative, unstylish haircuts (like this girl).
I tended to avoid Huggie Bears girls. They were a bit too innocent for me. I "got together" with one at freshman orientation and then felt guilty I had to pull away because of a much hotter girlfriend back home.
But as I wrote many times on this forum, these were the girls I should have gone for if I was looking to get married, which I was, eventually. Looking at the photos of these girls now on Facebook, I really missed the boat.
Girls who look super-young and innocent at 18 tend to age really well and -- in the case of many of these girls -- blossom into steaming-hot sexpots after they get married. Oops. My bad. The best pop culture comparison I can think of is the now-obscure '60s singer Peggy March who started as a prim little schoolgirl (here) but morphed into...THIS after she met her husband (with whom she stayed till he died a few years ago).
All of this is total conjecture based on this girl's photo and FB page. I reserve the right to be wrong. She might eat him alive. But, still, part of me says "Huggie Bears!"
Cute! This gives me a chance to tell my Huggie Bears story.
To me, she looks like kind of sweet, freshly-scrubbed young girl who just might like the fact that she was tracked down by a sincere guy. In my day, girls like this used to exist. They lived on an all-girls floor of my dorm which was called (I kid you not)..."The Huggie Bears!"
The kids on each floor of the dormitory would vote themselves a name at the start of each school year. So, to give you all some context, the other floors had names like "The Dark Side" (where stoners who liked Pink Floyd lived) or "Drexel Hall," which apparently stood for "Drugs, Sex, and Alcohol." There was also a hall that called itself "The Bedding Barn," for reasons you can probably imagine...and one called "The Meat Packers" (still not sure what the hell was up with that).
So, you have to ask: What kind of girls would voluntarily give themselves a name like "The Huggie Bears" in an environment like this? All you had to do was go onto the hall to find out.
Visiting "The Huggie Bears" was like entering an episode of "Little House On The Prairie" after you'd been in "Animal House." It was the most quaintly girly place you could imagine, with bows on the doors and positive messages on the bulletin boards, written in perfect penmanship. It was so clean that we used to joke it squeaked when you walked down the hall.
There was no drinking, all the lights were all off by 10 p.m. (if not 9:30), and I doubt if any human that had a male appendage ever spent the night in a room there. The girls had conservative, unstylish haircuts (like this girl).
I tended to avoid Huggie Bears girls. They were a bit too innocent for me. I "got together" with one at freshman orientation and then felt guilty I had to pull away because of a much hotter girlfriend back home.
But as I wrote many times on this forum, these were the girls I should have gone for if I was looking to get married, which I was, eventually. Looking at the photos of these girls now on Facebook, I really missed the boat.
Girls who look super-young and innocent at 18 tend to age really well and -- in the case of many of these girls -- blossom into steaming-hot sexpots after they get married. Oops. My bad. The best pop culture comparison I can think of is the now-obscure '60s singer Peggy March who started as a prim little schoolgirl (here) but morphed into...THIS after she met her husband (with whom she stayed till he died a few years ago).
All of this is total conjecture based on this girl's photo and FB page. I reserve the right to be wrong. She might eat him alive. But, still, part of me says "Huggie Bears!"