I'm Not Going to Sleep With You

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Dear Right Advice,
-BlahBlahBlah- My girlfriend and I were out -BlahBlahBlah- had a spare seat at our table. A guy on his own asked if he could sit down and we said sure. -BlahBlahBlah- The guy at our table was nice -BlahBlahBlah- he didn't know anyone in -BlahBlahBlah- going to a different bar and he could come if he wanted. he said yes.
-BlahBlahBlah- We danced, we kissed, it was all very nice but then he wanted to "go somewhere else". -BlahBlahBlah- dilemma: do I say "i'm not going to sleep with you tonight" or not? -BlahBlahBlah-
So, question: if a guy meets a girl by accident in a bar, would you want her to tell you up front she isn't going to sleep with you (cos she's not that kind of girl) or would you prefer to keep your hopes up -BlahBlahBlah-

Sincerely,
-BlahBlahBlah-
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Some girls are whores. Some girls are not whores, and some girls dedicate their lives to being the OPPOSITE of whores; but still go drink at the club, dress skanky and consider guys who take seats at their tables to be "accidents" whom they'll later make-out with on the dance floor.

See, liars who don't tell lies... they aren't liars.

But whores who don't have sex - under the guise that they're "not that type of girl," - are just disease free renditions of whores who DON'T PUT OUT: pretty much leaving the crappiest parts of a whore for us to deal with.

You are pretty much the shell of a whore. I say this because when you meet a guy, you start thinking about fucking (or not fucking) and whores pretty much think about fucking the moment they meet a guy... just like you do!

To answer your question, never tell a guy you don't plan on sleeping with him. Always do your best to avoid the topic of sex.

My advice to you: Stop thinking like a whore.

Why Doesn't My Boyfriend Want to Go Out?

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Dear Right Advice,
-BlahBlahBlah-So my question is, is this domestic down time really the most favorite style of being with a woman. Or is it that it takes the least amount of effort , cheapest and most relaxing? It`s not that I expect to be entertained all of the time, but once in a while doing something is nice, and it seems to be like pulling teeth with alot of guys. They seem to just want to chill at home.

Sincerely,
-BlahBlahBlah-
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Look, the endless pursuit of pussy puts single guys in an awful situation. We're practically forced to go to the places where you like to go, and you don't even notice that we show up. Then you cut in front of us in line to order your fruity, 7-minute drinks, and then the fucker who let you cut gets tipped for taking the cap off my $4 beer.

While you're there having a good time with your friends, we're fucking miserable. We can't even chat with each other because your slut jams are too loud to yell over, yet we remain convinced that going to these places is worth the risk of a D.U.I.

And what do we have to show for all of this? A hang-over, fast-food trash and an over-draft fee.

Regardless of how much we go out, we end up meeting you. And then we get dragged out by buddies to the same stupid places you like to go - and no longer wrapped up in the hunt - we realize that we'd be having more fun at home with you, tickling your left foot, while your right foot throws kicks at our face.

So, post this revelation, it's decided that going out is literally worse than a kick in the fucking face!

Had you attempted to match HALF the efforts we put in - before we even met you - you probably wouldn't suck so bad at Xbox.

My advice to you: If you want to go out, then do a better job of selling us on it.