Foreign men vs. American men

[morocco4ever 63]

It seems that the ideal is a prissy skeleton who quietly sips vodka at the opera while wearing high heels.

As Kanye West so eloquently states...."I ain't saying she's a Golddigger....but she ain't messin' with no broke.......broke..."

Silly question here. I LOVE that song, but what is a broke broke?

[thetreble 19]

It seems that the ideal is a prissy skeleton who quietly sips vodka at the opera while wearing high heels.

As Kanye West so eloquently states...."I ain't saying she's a Golddigger....but she ain't messin' with no broke.......broke..."

hahaha.

LaGreenEyes, there were many responses I wanted to give that would have been hurtful or inappropriate but I did not.

[LaGreenEyes 0]

American men make the best husbands in the world. American women do not know what they are missing, their loss our gain!

I am so tired of people generalizing about us American women.If we were so bad, I guess we all would just sit at home with no dates at all.

Yes, probably has to do with drinking 10 beers. Particularly if you drink 10 beers and think it has no effect. ZGT, it works both ways. Anyone who dates Russian or Ukrainain women would never go back to American women (or Canadian).

Invasion of the Russian Gold-Diggers - by Tom Mitchelson

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/fema...in_page_id=1879

Forget the oligarchs, no one is attracted to money like the new army of Russian beauties taking over London. Femail went undercover to find out what they're REALLY after...

People stare at Natalia. She is stunningly beautiful, elegant, and with a figure that a movie star would die for.

I've known her for four hours and we have just had a bottle of champagne that cost me £200. Now we're strolling down Old Bond Street in London.

She pauses at a jewellery shop and stares in the window. With an exquisitely manicured finger, she points to a diamond encrusted wristwatch.

"This is lovely," she tells me. "Will you buy it for me when the shop opens tomorrow?"

"It's £33,000," I choke. She looks at me, puzzled.

Her blue eyes freeze and she removes her hand from my arm.

"Is money a problem?" she asks, in a caring sort of way.

This is not my normal life. It all started a few weeks earlier when I heard that Britain is under siege from a monstrous regiment of Russian temptresses - arriving here on the billionaire coat tails of Roman Abramovich and his fabulously wealthy friends, and set on grabbing a British boyfriend, a British expense account and a British passport.......

Despite the language barrier, Nastia seems keen and at one point leans over the table and whispers in my ear: "You are my white horse man."

Keen not to lead her on, I tell her I ought to make the last Tube home.

She tells me: "I think we met because of satellites hitting."

She really must think I'm Mr Moneybags to be giving me this spiel.

Having remortgaged my flat, I am able to pay the bill at Nobu, and Nastia and I part as friends. I am beginning to think that even if they are all golddiggers, they are tremendous fun.

But then I encounter Oxana from Ekaterinburg, whom I've been put in touch with through a friend.

She wants to meet me near the Bank of England. This is clearly a woman who likes the proximity of money.

I book a restaurant with a Michelin-starred chef and wait in the bar for her to arrive. Blonde with harsh features, she briskly shakes my hand and refuses a drink from the bar. She wants a cup of tea.

Then, in a whiney voice, she begins to catalogue her complaints about life.

She hates the weather, she is cold, she is tired and she doesn't feel well.

And she doesn't live in Kensington, near all her Russian friends, and is angry about it.

We move into the restaurant and examine the menu.

After a moment she puts it down and says: "There is nothing I wish to eat on this card."

"Nothing at all?" I ask. "Nothing."

I mentally shrug and go over to the maitre d' and explain discreetly: "I'm very sorry but something's come up and we have to leave."

At this point, Oxana joins us. "To which restaurant do we go now?" she asks loudly.

Finally we find a restaurant she approves of.

Now she doesn't want tea: she grabs the wine list.

She explains to me that she had been married to a man from Azerbaijan who was resident in the UK.

Now they are divorced. On the basis of my evening with her, he will have had no difficulty proving unreasonable behaviour.

Throughout the meal she keeps talking on her mobile phone (in Russian).

She asks me whether I have any single friends because all her friends want to meet men.

"Are they Russian?" I ask. "Of course."

I bid farewell to Oxana, muttering good riddance once she's out of earshot.

Natalia, Ludmila, Nastia, Svetlana, Oxana - were they typical? It had become clear to me that I had only scratched the surface - that there are thousands, maybe tens of thousands out there, looking for a rich British date.

But let me offer a word of warning to over-sexed Englishmen hoping for an easy catch and quick escape.

These Russians are no credulous bimbos. Nor are they one-night escorts in search of a smart restaurant, champagne and a taxi home.

They may be hot stuff, but they are smarter than you, more determined than you - and probably taller than you, too.

Tum -Tee-Tum.....

Edited August 6, 2008 by LaGreenEyes

[LaGreenEyes 0]

It seems that the ideal is a prissy skeleton who quietly sips vodka at the opera while wearing high heels.

As Kanye West so eloquently states...."I ain't saying she's a Golddigger....but she ain't messin' with no broke.......broke..."

Silly question here. I LOVE that song, but what is a broke broke?

Well the uncut version of the song uses an extremely inappropriate word for a person.a word that I never use...but basically I'll just say a broke man. one with no money.

Edited August 6, 2008 by LaGreenEyes

[Staashi 371]

It seems that the ideal is a prissy skeleton who quietly sips vodka at the opera while wearing high heels.

As Kanye West so eloquently states...."I ain't saying she's a Golddigger....but she ain't messin' with no broke.......broke..."

Ninja???

[panamania79 2]

It seems that the ideal is a prissy skeleton who quietly sips vodka at the opera while wearing high heels.

As Kanye West so eloquently states...."I ain't saying she's a Golddigger....but she ain't messin' with no broke.......broke..."

That used to be my jam !

I especially love the part when "she got lipo with your money."

[Turboguy 6]

Invasion of the Russian Gold-Diggers - by Tom Mitchelson

Cool but they forgot Lena in Moscow. I dated her twice. First time on Monday we went to dinner. I had to explain for 10 minutes why in the world I would want to order the new wine for $ 80.00 a bottle instead of the old wine at $ 250.00 a bottle. Dinner tab $ 250.00

Next date Tuesday. We go to a seafood restaurant in Moscow. I had a feeling I might be in trouble when I asked the waiter where the Men's room was and he walked me there and waited outside until I was finished and then walked me back to my table. I mean I have been in 5 star restaurants but they must be trying for 6.

Ok, so I order the fish special for $ 60.00. I don't pay much attention to what Lena orders but it looks like two lobsters from outer space. Looked like a preying mantis had bred with a lobster. My fish was the worst meal of my life. I would gladly have traded it in a second for Long John Silvers fish. Ok I force my meal down and she eats the two aliens on her plate and the bill arrives. $ 650.00 for dinner. It used to be tough to use credit cards in Russia but I hand him my Amex card and cross my fingers since I only had about $ 300.00 worth of Roubles on me. They take AMEX and all is well. It is 8PM she askes if I want to go listen to some music. I say that sounds good and she says she knows a place where they have really excelent live entertainment. So we take a cab, arrive, walk in the door. Sign on the counter says the cover charge is $ 150.00 per person. That does not include drinks or food not that I ever wanted to see food again after that fish. She turns to me and says we have a problem. The show started at 8 and it is now 8:25 and the next show is not until 10. I look at the $ 150.00 each sign and say the jet lag has really caught up to me and I think I would just want to call it a night. Had we arrived a little earlier I could have had my first ever $ 1000.00 date.

So we say goodnight and she asks if she will see me tomorrow. I said I had a business meeting and did not know if I would be free or not and to call me at the hotel. The phone rang every 5 minutes in the hotel and there was no way I was going to answer it. She was probably just getting warmed up and date 3 would have been a shopping trip to the Mosow version of Tiffanys.

[almaty 19]

i dated her....she was hot, but high priced

[Staashi 371]

Invasion of the Russian Gold-Diggers - by Tom Mitchelson

Cool but they forgot Lena in Moscow. I dated her twice. First time on Monday we went to dinner. I had to explain for 10 minutes why in the world I would want to order the new wine for $ 80.00 a bottle instead of the old wine at $ 250.00 a bottle. Dinner tab $ 250.00

Next date Tuesday. We go to a seafood restaurant in Moscow. I had a feeling I might be in trouble when I asked the waiter where the Men's room was and he walked me there and waited outside until I was finished and then walked me back to my table. I mean I have been in 5 star restaurants but they must be trying for 6.

Ok, so I order the fish special for $ 60.00. I don't pay much attention to what Lena orders but it looks like two lobsters from outer space. Looked like a preying mantis had bred with a lobster. My fish was the worst meal of my life. I would gladly have traded it in a second for Long John Silvers fish. Ok I force my meal down and she eats the two aliens on her plate and the bill arrives. $ 650.00 for dinner. It used to be tough to use credit cards in Russia but I hand him my Amex card and cross my fingers since I only had about $ 300.00 worth of Roubles on me. They take AMEX and all is well. It is 8PM she askes if I want to go listen to some music. I say that sounds good and she says she knows a place where they have really excelent live entertainment. So we take a cab, arrive, walk in the door. Sign on the counter says the cover charge is $ 150.00 per person. That does not include drinks or food not that I ever wanted to see food again after that fish. She turns to me and says we have a problem. The show started at 8 and it is now 8:25 and the next show is not until 10. I look at the $ 150.00 each sign and say the jet lag has really caught up to me and I think I would just want to call it a night. Had we arrived a little earlier I could have had my first ever $ 1000.00 date.

So we say goodnight and she asks if she will see me tomorrow. I said I had a business meeting and did not know if I would be free or not and to call me at the hotel. The phone rang every 5 minutes in the hotel and there was no way I was going to answer it. She was probably just getting warmed up and date 3 would have been a shopping trip to the Mosow version of Tiffanys.

Oooooh my ninja, you got played...played by the Ruskiya...man...those Russian Borscht Beyotchs they don't mess around - see, this reminds me of what my father always said jokingly, "Marry for money - you can learn to love them later." Are you feeling loved yet??? Because after all the smack you've talked around here, you made it seem like you married someone who was in LOVE with you because you were a nice guy...and you were in love with her because she was slim, didn't poot, and would fulfill your every whim and need. After seeing this, Turbo - she turboed your wallet...more like sent a freaking battering ram through it...all the way back to America where it got put on the AMEX card.

She take my money when I'm in need

Yea she's a trifflin' friend indeed

Oh she's a gold digga way over time

That dig's on me

You IMBRA men can talk all the smack you want about how American women are fat, lazy, sassy, ungrateful, and whatever other adjective you feel like coming up with, but at least we're honest, and most of us aren't golddiggers - we're actually out there contributing to that two-income family - busting our asses...So, find whatever chick you wish to bring over...whomever fills every fancy you have...but after reading some of these threads....oooh Lord, those ladies are heading straight for your's and all the other dudes wallets - and you know what, some day when they've removed conditions and maybe have their US citizenship, and they now want someone else who can pay to play on a greater scale and leave your azz for some rich mo fo...I say, let them get HALF!!!

[Ban Hammer 14,569]

Invasion of the Russian Gold-Diggers - by Tom Mitchelson

Cool but they forgot Lena in Moscow. I dated her twice. First time on Monday we went to dinner. I had to explain for 10 minutes why in the world I would want to order the new wine for $ 80.00 a bottle instead of the old wine at $ 250.00 a bottle. Dinner tab $ 250.00

Next date Tuesday. We go to a seafood restaurant in Moscow. I had a feeling I might be in trouble when I asked the waiter where the Men's room was and he walked me there and waited outside until I was finished and then walked me back to my table. I mean I have been in 5 star restaurants but they must be trying for 6.

Ok, so I order the fish special for $ 60.00. I don't pay much attention to what Lena orders but it looks like two lobsters from outer space. Looked like a preying mantis had bred with a lobster. My fish was the worst meal of my life. I would gladly have traded it in a second for Long John Silvers fish. Ok I force my meal down and she eats the two aliens on her plate and the bill arrives. $ 650.00 for dinner. It used to be tough to use credit cards in Russia but I hand him my Amex card and cross my fingers since I only had about $ 300.00 worth of Roubles on me. They take AMEX and all is well. It is 8PM she askes if I want to go listen to some music. I say that sounds good and she says she knows a place where they have really excelent live entertainment. So we take a cab, arrive, walk in the door. Sign on the counter says the cover charge is $ 150.00 per person. That does not include drinks or food not that I ever wanted to see food again after that fish. She turns to me and says we have a problem. The show started at 8 and it is now 8:25 and the next show is not until 10. I look at the $ 150.00 each sign and say the jet lag has really caught up to me and I think I would just want to call it a night. Had we arrived a little earlier I could have had my first ever $ 1000.00 date.

So we say goodnight and she asks if she will see me tomorrow. I said I had a business meeting and did not know if I would be free or not and to call me at the hotel. The phone rang every 5 minutes in the hotel and there was no way I was going to answer it. She was probably just getting warmed up and date 3 would have been a shopping trip to the Mosow version of Tiffanys.

someone should tell her no ####### is gold plated.

[mRx 16]

Damn Turbo!

Did you at least manage to... umm how do I say this nicely.... lay teh pipe?

[Staashi 371]

Invasion of the Russian Gold-Diggers - by Tom Mitchelson

Cool but they forgot Lena in Moscow. I dated her twice. First time on Monday we went to dinner. I had to explain for 10 minutes why in the world I would want to order the new wine for $ 80.00 a bottle instead of the old wine at $ 250.00 a bottle. Dinner tab $ 250.00

Next date Tuesday. We go to a seafood restaurant in Moscow. I had a feeling I might be in trouble when I asked the waiter where the Men's room was and he walked me there and waited outside until I was finished and then walked me back to my table. I mean I have been in 5 star restaurants but they must be trying for 6.

Ok, so I order the fish special for $ 60.00. I don't pay much attention to what Lena orders but it looks like two lobsters from outer space. Looked like a preying mantis had bred with a lobster. My fish was the worst meal of my life. I would gladly have traded it in a second for Long John Silvers fish. Ok I force my meal down and she eats the two aliens on her plate and the bill arrives. $ 650.00 for dinner. It used to be tough to use credit cards in Russia but I hand him my Amex card and cross my fingers since I only had about $ 300.00 worth of Roubles on me. They take AMEX and all is well. It is 8PM she askes if I want to go listen to some music. I say that sounds good and she says she knows a place where they have really excelent live entertainment. So we take a cab, arrive, walk in the door. Sign on the counter says the cover charge is $ 150.00 per person. That does not include drinks or food not that I ever wanted to see food again after that fish. She turns to me and says we have a problem. The show started at 8 and it is now 8:25 and the next show is not until 10. I look at the $ 150.00 each sign and say the jet lag has really caught up to me and I think I would just want to call it a night. Had we arrived a little earlier I could have had my first ever $ 1000.00 date.

So we say goodnight and she asks if she will see me tomorrow. I said I had a business meeting and did not know if I would be free or not and to call me at the hotel. The phone rang every 5 minutes in the hotel and there was no way I was going to answer it. She was probably just getting warmed up and date 3 would have been a shopping trip to the Mosow version of Tiffanys.

someone should tell her no ####### is gold plated.

[GabachaYucateca 0]

Damn Turbo!

Did you at least manage to... umm how do I say this nicely.... lay teh pipe?

Lay the pipe is the nicest way you could come up with? It is a great phrase, though.

Are American men so much about the poon that's attached to scrawny, angular Russian beauties that they will actually fall for buying all this ####### for them?

I mean, I'd be content with a Colt 45 on my stoop with a fellow if the convo was scintillating and we got along!

[Turboguy 6]

Damn Turbo!

Did you at least manage to... umm how do I say this nicely.... lay teh pipe?

Nope, I will say she could kiss about as good as anyone I have ever met but the tarrif is rather high on that for me.

I will also add that the gal I married is about as frugal as any women I have ever met. Actually I wish she was a little less frugal. For instance I have whole house air but she won't run it and gets upset if I try to, so we sit around on 92 degree days sweltering. I would rather blow a few bucks and some cool air. We shop at the cheapest places and buy mostly generic or store brands. She looks for hot sales on the clothes and has no objection to WalMart.

[Marilyn. 340]

Damn Turbo!

Did you at least manage to... umm how do I say this nicely.... lay teh pipe?

Nope, I will say she could kiss about as good as anyone I have ever met but the tarrif is rather high on that for me.

I will also add that the gal I married is about as frugal as any women I have ever met. Actually I wish she was a little less frugal. For instance I have whole house air but she won't run it and gets upset if I try to, so we sit around on 92 degree days sweltering. I would rather blow a few bucks and some cool air. We shop at the cheapest places and buy mostly generic or store brands. She looks for hot sales on the clothes and has no objection to WalMart.

sounds like me.. although I usually turn on the AC around midday.... Walamrt rocks