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It's 2pm and Average Joe (not crisick) has landed at Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris. He'd been planning this trip for a while now; but being such a busy man f5'ing PSL binge eating Deliveroo and cooming into his fleshlight, Joe simply did not have the time until now.
As he makes his way out of the airport, he notices a tall female figure enter his peripheral vision. He catches her looking at him several times, rolling her eyes in disgust every time Joe makes eye contact. "wtf is she looking at. Does she know me?" thinks Joe, not realizing she is looking at him in DISGUST. Totally unaware he's 5'7" and the Amazonian is towering over him at a whopping 6'1.
"whatever" Joe thinks to himself as he starts to make his way out of the main entrance. But as soon as he begins walking, the mysterious woman begins to follow him, breaking out into a hasty jog to catch up with Joe. She quickly passes Joe and turns to face him
"tu es un homme effrayant dégoûtant, comment oses-tu m'intimider comme ça" she says, flushing red with extreme rage.
"Excuse me?" Joe replies, frowning in confusion.
"You disgusting English ape" the woman says. "I thought you were French. I said you are a disgusting creepy man, how dare you intimidate me like that"
"erm... sure, okay I guess? I'm not really sure why you would think that"
A tsunami force overcomes the french Amazonian. She pulls out pepper spray from her bag and coats Joes eyes with it, easily hitting them with perfect accuracy due to his melted orbital bones. She then runs off shouting "creep" into the arms of her BF patiently awaiting her who came to pick her up in his retro speed mobile
After sitting in tears from the pepperspray for about 40 minutes, Joe forgets about the whole ordeal and takes a taxi to his hotel. He drops off his luggage and decides to visit the Eiffel Tower.
Joe sets off on foot, with his hotel being within walking distance from the renowned landmark, being Towered over every by nearly every man he passes.
Joe then realises that his phone has remained in airplane mode since the flight's departure. He quickly pulls it out and connects to a French network. He is surprised, his phone has no notifications. "Strange" Joe says out loud. Perhaps it's delayed. He restarts his phone. Nothing.
Joes phone had automatically connected to a wifi hotspot at the airport, with Tinder having updated his location status. An hour after taking his phone off airplane mode, Joe had received 3 likes on the dating app from French women. He quickly dismisses the notifications; Joe is committed to his nofap and semen retention with no intention of relapsing during his trip.
He finally arrives at the Eiffel tower. Joe sits on the wall to soak in some sun and take in the scenery.
All of a sudden a BBC approaches Joe "Excuse me sir, do you need any sunglasses?"
Joe turns his head and glares at the manlet scam artist, who has the sun casting a shadow over his eyes. Joe's non existent browridge and negative lower third mass makes the BBC burst out in hysterical laughter as he apologises in his pathetic broken English accent saying
"Sorry sir, there's no sunglasses for those Orbitals" and then darts away in a frantic sprint
Inspiration for thread: https://looksmax.org/threads/chads-trip-to-paris.461980/
As he makes his way out of the airport, he notices a tall female figure enter his peripheral vision. He catches her looking at him several times, rolling her eyes in disgust every time Joe makes eye contact. "wtf is she looking at. Does she know me?" thinks Joe, not realizing she is looking at him in DISGUST. Totally unaware he's 5'7" and the Amazonian is towering over him at a whopping 6'1.
"whatever" Joe thinks to himself as he starts to make his way out of the main entrance. But as soon as he begins walking, the mysterious woman begins to follow him, breaking out into a hasty jog to catch up with Joe. She quickly passes Joe and turns to face him
"tu es un homme effrayant dégoûtant, comment oses-tu m'intimider comme ça" she says, flushing red with extreme rage.
"Excuse me?" Joe replies, frowning in confusion.
"You disgusting English ape" the woman says. "I thought you were French. I said you are a disgusting creepy man, how dare you intimidate me like that"
"erm... sure, okay I guess? I'm not really sure why you would think that"
A tsunami force overcomes the french Amazonian. She pulls out pepper spray from her bag and coats Joes eyes with it, easily hitting them with perfect accuracy due to his melted orbital bones. She then runs off shouting "creep" into the arms of her BF patiently awaiting her who came to pick her up in his retro speed mobile
After sitting in tears from the pepperspray for about 40 minutes, Joe forgets about the whole ordeal and takes a taxi to his hotel. He drops off his luggage and decides to visit the Eiffel Tower.
Joe sets off on foot, with his hotel being within walking distance from the renowned landmark, being Towered over every by nearly every man he passes.
Joe then realises that his phone has remained in airplane mode since the flight's departure. He quickly pulls it out and connects to a French network. He is surprised, his phone has no notifications. "Strange" Joe says out loud. Perhaps it's delayed. He restarts his phone. Nothing.
Joes phone had automatically connected to a wifi hotspot at the airport, with Tinder having updated his location status. An hour after taking his phone off airplane mode, Joe had received 3 likes on the dating app from French women. He quickly dismisses the notifications; Joe is committed to his nofap and semen retention with no intention of relapsing during his trip.
He finally arrives at the Eiffel tower. Joe sits on the wall to soak in some sun and take in the scenery.
All of a sudden a BBC approaches Joe "Excuse me sir, do you need any sunglasses?"
Joe turns his head and glares at the manlet scam artist, who has the sun casting a shadow over his eyes. Joe's non existent browridge and negative lower third mass makes the BBC burst out in hysterical laughter as he apologises in his pathetic broken English accent saying
"Sorry sir, there's no sunglasses for those Orbitals" and then darts away in a frantic sprint
Inspiration for thread: https://looksmax.org/threads/chads-trip-to-paris.461980/
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