biGDhAp:
cramming lines lol .. how old is the op sef?? ..




hit like if you never had to toast a girl before she becomes your gf ..



like seriously.. I can't recall me ever wooing a girl

JohnCruise:
Guy no just give up
Continue to talk to her till she likes you ni.
Be more friendly and casual too.
Don't toast her yet.
Just be funny too.
Let her be able to feel safe around you.
It's how you present yourself.
Don't let her feel you are a stranger

ityP:



Same here o. Na for junior sec school i toast girl las o. Now, i dey enter relationship without even asking or saying "I love u"

I swear the more she approached was the more my heart beat increased, sweating profusely even it got to some extent that my legs wasn't steady anymore, so I pretended I didn't see her as she passed.

yemi15:


No be only you my brother, till today my heart beats fast when I try to woo a Nigerian girl. Did not experience the fright with foreign ladies sha.

Caseless:




Maybe I was born with this skills. I'm a bit shy, but not when I'm interested in a girl.

I'm always confident that if you stay and listen to me, I'd have your heart. So it's always easy for me. I've never practiced anything before meeting them, what to say come on the spot.

As far back as primary 3-4, I already had a girlfriend. I feel comfortable when she sees me on uniform or in school, but outside school, I see her and I dodge. I wish I could find that girl again.

Women are really powerful. You go de follow your younger sister mate , fear de catch you sef and your younger sister de call you "broda" for house.

Liposure:
my brother, d fear no here oh.

kayo80:
Hahaha! Funny post. But the funny thing is, I had "liver cuttage" this evening. Lol. As a grown man, it felt so weird.

What happened was, I usually buy cucumber from one place opposite University of Ibadan. So, while buying today, there was a girl at the stand. I had noticed her beautiful, but I am really not the type to talk to strangers on the street. Anyway, we ended up standing next to each other while I was waiting for my change, and then she looked up at me with her dreamy eyes, and the look lingered longer than usual. I could tell she wanted me to start a conversation but I just couldn't find the words. I froze. She walked away after a few seconds. It was so unexpected and weird. Lol.

fecosequence:
this thing happened to me when I was younger..i even tried to be funny and told her she walk so fast like she is going to a native doctors place..d gal in question was very arrogant sef..she insulted me black and blue..

magnum247:
Bro, the bottom line is dress real good and also try to be financially comfortable. This 2 things improves ur confidence in wooing ladies. Some guys look good and smart so the girls tend to be 80% wooed even before they re talked to so, if u know say u no fine and u no sabi talk to woman, try make money and the confidence to chase any lady at all will enter you

Kingsteve:

You suffered from sudden liver cuttage!
It can happen to anyone due to lack of readiness.

Had it been she spent more time there, you proabaly would've found the words to start a convo...

kayo80:
Hahaha! Funny post. But the funny thing is, I had "liver cuttage" this evening. Lol. As a grown man, it felt so weird.

What happened was, I usually buy cucumber from one place opposite University of Ibadan. So, while buying today, there was a girl at the stand. I had noticed her beautiful, but I am really not the type to talk to strangers on the street. Anyway, we ended up standing next to each other while I was waiting for my change, and then she looked up at me with her dreamy eyes, and the look lingered longer than usual. I could tell she wanted me to start a conversation but I just couldn't find the words. I froze. She walked away after a few seconds. It was so unexpected and weird. Lol.

pocohantas:
Most times a guy does like that, he is new in the game, an introvert or he is chyking a girl he considers out of his league.

I have one trying to chyke me, yet he is calling me "Ma". He will send message, then delete it. I feel so much pity for him. The girl didn't have to be rude though. Just politely dismiss him if you are not interested. Except if the need to apply force arises.

stanisbaratheon:


Are you neighborhood watch??

davidas101:
Lol, honestly my case was almost worst that this OP's, I grew up a VERY shy kid, was crushing on this cute Igbo girl named Maureen who according to our mutual friend also liked me, I loved her so much n was so obsessed with thoughts of her that I drew a beautiful near perfect picture of her offhand at the second attempt, the mutual friend was supposed to introduce me to her but he said he told her abt me n she said I should man up n approach her myself, oh boy, my liver no cut, e vanish ni, one evening like that the guy n I hung around one angle like that knowing all her movements, as she walked by the plan was for us to pretend like we bumped into her, so my nigga will do d intro, as we walked behind her abt to catch up my padi move nio, left me alone with her, I shoulda obeyed my mind jeje n leave her but I tried to man up, walked up to her n was like "hi" I tried introducing myself and telling her I'll love to be friends with her but till today I still can't recollect the gibberish I said, just remember her walking away using all her strength to avoid laughing out loud n tryna keep a straight face, I went home n cried for a while, hated myself for being so shy n gentle, lost a few cute girls like that cos of my shyness, but I'm good now sha, currently dating gf number 5.

stanisbaratheon:


Are you neighborhood watch??

DrDax:
My first experience taught me to respect myself.

Beautiful girl, the stuff of wet-dreams, I was only 20.

We met at a movie rehearsal, and discovered she lived quite close to me.

So, we became friendly-strangers, the type that greet each other, say "how are you", and engage in short small talks.

After monitoring this lady for months and gathering info from friends and neighbors, I decided to approach,

Shout out to my cousin, my coach. lol

So there I was wobbling and fumbling, and wondering what I had got myself into while she just kept smiling and shaking her head.

"what say you?" and the classic response "I'll think about it"

Well, the following week was her birthday and I had emptied my piggy bank to get her the most expensive perfume I could find as well as a classy birthday card to buttress my point.

On D-Day, I got into my sunday best, sprayed some of my cousin's perfume, shined my shoe till I could see my reflection on it, and mustered all remaining confidence, and yes a little prayer before stepping to her house around 4pm.

Please picture this nervous wreck, holding a gift pack, and knocking on his prospect's gate while muttering to Cupid to please shoot his arrow into her heart and make my day. Infact, cupid told me she would jump right into my arms on seeing me.

Well the mum appeared on the balcony, took one look at me, and joined two and two together. She peered back into the house and called her daughter, "you have another visitor oooooo. Hmmmmmmm"

To cut a long story short, the girl of my "wet-dreams" came sauntering out in all her innocent beauty with some handsome tall dude. They both walked right past me into a car parked across the street.

And while walking towards the car, she uttered the sentence that would change my life forever.

She said, "give the package to my mum", and they zoomed off.

There I was standing at the gate like Charlie Chaplin feeling like an idiot, and her mum at the balcony trying unsuccessfully not to laugh out loud.

I swore to never try that nonsense again.

Till date.

End.

DrDax:
My first experience taught me to respect myself.

Beautiful girl, the stuff of wet-dreams, I was only 20.

We met at a movie rehearsal, and discovered she lived quite close to me.

So, we became friendly-strangers, the type that greet each other, say "how are you", and engage in short small talks.

After monitoring this lady for months and gathering info from friends and neighbors, I decided to approach,

Shout out to my cousin, my coach. lol

So there I was wobbling and fumbling, and wondering what I had got myself into while she just kept smiling and shaking her head.

"what say you?" and the classic response "I'll think about it"

Well, the following week was her birthday and I had emptied my piggy bank to get her the most expensive perfume I could find as well as a classy birthday card to buttress my point.

On D-Day, I got into my sunday best, sprayed some of my cousin's perfume, shined my shoe till I could see my reflection on it, and mustered all remaining confidence, and yes a little prayer before stepping to her house around 4pm.

Please picture this nervous wreck, holding a gift pack, and knocking on his prospect's gate while muttering to Cupid to please shoot his arrow into her heart and make my day. Infact, cupid told me she would jump right into my arms on seeing me.

Well the mum appeared on the balcony, took one look at me, and joined two and two together. She peered back into the house and called her daughter, "you have another visitor oooooo. Hmmmmmmm"

To cut a long story short, the girl of my "wet-dreams" came sauntering out in all her innocent beauty with some handsome tall dude. They both walked right past me into a car parked across the street.

And while walking towards the car, she uttered the sentence that would change my life forever.

She said, "give the package to my mum", and they zoomed off.

There I was standing at the gate like Charlie Chaplin feeling like an idiot, and her mum at the balcony trying unsuccessfully not to laugh out loud.

I swore to never try that nonsense again.

Till date.

End.

pocohantas:
Most times a guy does like that, he is new in the game, an introvert or he is chyking a girl he considers out of his league.

I have one trying to chyke me, yet he is calling me "Ma". He will send message, then delete it. I feel so much pity for him. The girl didn't have to be rude though. Just politely dismiss him if you are not interested. Except if the need to apply force arises.

fecosequence:
this thing happened to me when I was younger..i even tried to be funny and told her she walk so fast like she is going to a native doctors place..d gal in question was very arrogant sef..she insulted me black and blue..

DrDax:
My first experience taught me to respect myself.

Beautiful girl, the stuff of wet-dreams, I was only 20.

We met at a movie rehearsal, and discovered she lived quite close to me.

So, we became friendly-strangers, the type that greet each other, say "how are you", and engage in short small talks.

After monitoring this lady for months and gathering info from friends and neighbors, I decided to approach,

Shout out to my cousin, my coach. lol

So there I was wobbling and fumbling, and wondering what I had got myself into while she just kept smiling and shaking her head.

"what say you?" and the classic response "I'll think about it"

Well, the following week was her birthday and I had emptied my piggy bank to get her the most expensive perfume I could find as well as a classy birthday card to buttress my point.

On D-Day, I got into my sunday best, sprayed some of my cousin's perfume, shined my shoe till I could see my reflection on it, and mustered all remaining confidence, and yes a little prayer before stepping to her house around 4pm.

Please picture this nervous wreck, holding a gift pack, and knocking on his prospect's gate while muttering to Cupid to please shoot his arrow into her heart and make my day. Infact, cupid told me she would jump right into my arms on seeing me.

Well the mum appeared on the balcony, took one look at me, and joined two and two together. She peered back into the house and called her daughter, "you have another visitor oooooo. Hmmmmmmm"

To cut a long story short, the girl of my "wet-dreams" came sauntering out in all her innocent beauty with some handsome tall dude. They both walked right past me into a car parked across the street.

And while walking towards the car, she uttered the sentence that would change my life forever.

She said, "give the package to my mum", and they zoomed off.

There I was standing at the gate like Charlie Chaplin feeling like an idiot, and her mum at the balcony trying unsuccessfully not to laugh out loud.

I swore to never try that nonsense again.

Till date.

End.