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shy guy, aka mr. butterfingers.


can i set the stage real quick with some throwback pharcyde please?

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thank you. so you’ve done great work. that liquor courage did the job, helping you grow you the balls that you needed to ask that extra fly girl who looks similar to the dark-skinned beauty in that frontin’ music video for her number. “let’s kick it sometime soon,” you say with a smile. she’s with it. and you feel like rocky did when he smacked fire outta apollo creed for the first time. congratulations. you’ve just booked a beautiful woman. all you need is a trip to the carry out to make the night a complete success.

fast forward about a month or so. where’s the beautiful dark-skinned beauty!? nowhere to be found…not in the incoming/outgoing calls, not in the text inbox…oh boy. did you just get played? most likely, nah man. but why, then?

i don’t mean to stretch any more sports metaphors further than they should be. but if the shy guy was a football player, his nickname may just be “butterfingers.” at first glance, it appears as though he can’t hold the rock when the pressure’s on. but is it as simple as that? or is there more to it?

the process of the fumble. can't even see it coming most of the time. sneaks up on you, sorta like jungle juice.

crybabies go HOME!

i invite everybody to let me know why the fumble occurs. what steps didn’t homeboy follow? and does this situation also happen vice versa? it shouldn’t be a secret, and some of us out here wanna know. hit that comment section and spread the good word.

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17 comments ↓

#1 KatyK. on 10.06.08 at 2:56 AM

Before I spit some knowledge about the aforementioned fumbler, I must mention that the graphic art behind DCtoBC is dope!!

With that being said, I will go on to say that I have experienced being fumbled upon and fumbling myself.

Here’s my interpretation of a situation…

At the beginning of the summer I stumbled upon this extra fine male that you don’t typically see around Pittsburgh. As a girl that is always fishing, this boy had me considering putting away my rod for a minute. Well, a few weeks went by and out of nowhere my game goes straight to empty. There was nothing left to talk about and nowhere else to go with the short fling I thought I had goin. Because I was blinded by how fly he was in the beginning, my sudden lack of swag showed me that in all actuality, we really didn’t share much in common. I began to realize that he was mad boring and dull. In a biased analogy, he likes his coffee black while I like my sugar with coffee and cream.

The moral of the story is that often times fumbling occurs not because one lacks the skills to pay the bills, but because fumbling is God’s way of saying it’s not meant to be.

peace.

#2 rice rocket on 10.06.08 at 4:50 AM

co-sign. so let a shy guy be a cot’ damn shy guy. because eventually he’ll find a girl who digs that, and it’ll work itself out.

#3 Lou-Lou on 10.06.08 at 9:36 AM

1 – Either of you could’ve met someone new, taking up more time.

2- lose interest/run out of things to do, talk about.

3 – Either of you could’ve got busy and calling might’ve slipped the mind. (it’s happened to me; I’ll be browsing my contacts and stop on a name like O! Dang, I forgot about him :) )

Why can’t the Shy Guy call back and say whaddup?

In the event of mind-slippage that’s how I “recover”.

#4 realestate on 10.06.08 at 9:51 AM

first off, this site needs a C-BOX. this site is waaaaay to tight to not have one. great job with the posts (especially the songs that set the mood………classic)

Alright, enough ass-kissing, let the shitting commence………

thats not fully why a fumble happens. alot of women (not all of them so bear with me) have a tendency of playing games (guys do too but lets stick to the topic here) and sometimes when they meet a guy that they know they really like, theyll find a way on how to turn themselves off so that they cant get any closer to them. thats right, the “oh shit i dont wanna fall for this guy TOO fast and have him thinking im a hoe” syndrome or even worse, the “oh shit i dont wanna fall for this guy TOO fast and have him thinking that i LIKE HIM or im SWEATING HIM” syndrome. not all women do this but alot of them do. thats why you see really fly chicks often dating or messing with guys that may not be the best physical specimens, BUT have known those chicks for a long period of time and the women simply just feel comfortable with. the “friends” that eventually turn into “friends with benefits”, who if lucky enough turn into ” the consistent friend with benefits” and then farther down after the woman realizes “hey what the hell am i doing and why the hell is this guy falling in love with me”, she’ll dump him or simply put her foot on the brakes and simply pull out her rod again and recommence the fishing.

the point is that, women like to play emotional games and tend to do much more of it than men do. that is why you can get a fly girl’s phone number and then a month later youre asking yourself “how the hell have i gone this long without talking to this girl?” If you call too much, she’ll think youre a bugaboo (does anyone still use this word?), and if you dont call enough, then she’ll think you probably have a girl or are too busy for her anyways. so it’s a catch22 and a very fine line to walk. the moral of the story is (if youre single of course…..wink wink) is to get as many fish on that fishing pole and keep the ones that want to stay on. any that want to leave or play these mind games, throw them back in the water. hell maybe just let them sit there inside the boat for a while because you never know when youll be hungry and when she’ll be ready to get eaten! LOL!

this concludes another love session by yours truly……..REALESTATE

#5 rice rocket on 10.06.08 at 10:17 AM

whoa! i feel like shy guy called! but his game just wasn’t what the doc ordered!

#6 Heavy Bikes Sir on 10.06.08 at 1:22 PM

Man, Everybody fumbles, even LaDanian Tomlinson fumbled in the playoffs. Point being that fumbling doesn’t mean you are a butterfingers, its how you respond once you’ve fumbled that makes all the difference.

#7 NasVegas on 10.06.08 at 5:41 PM

Stop puttin this up!!!!

Everyone knows you’re a shy timid guy!

All you gotta do is get out of that mold by:

1) Get outta your room off the fbook

2) Get outta your room off the blog circuit

3) Get outta your room meet and greet the people, no more of this indirect communication– face 2 face conversations only!

We all we got

#8 morg on 10.06.08 at 9:05 PM

lmaooo to all these comments…

#9 tiye on 10.06.08 at 10:05 PM

hahahaha… i dunno if i actually am. i certainly have the brain of a bi person tho, im just not confident enough to put it in action.

#10 Tjett on 10.06.08 at 10:05 PM

to sum it up, women are full of shit.

here’s why:

even if you seem like the type of dude that a chick is interested in, 99% of the time that chick won’t approach you first.

more likely than not, in certain incidents of close proximity, she will stare at you longingly out of the corner of her eye until you smile back, whereupon she will more than likely drop her gaze and act like she never gave it to you, often reverting into the oh so popular and uninviting *stone-face,* an expression which has befuddled men of quality for centuries, as though you were predisposed to be one of the many (as someone recently put it) lump-ass dudes that tried to hit her up with the common “hey ma,” “where you going,” “damn, girl” *grabs chick’s wrist and sidles up to her as she walks down the street*

after getting hit on by about 3 or so of these lump ass dudes on their way home, these same women complain about how there are no quality men left in the world and go on about their business, bitter for no reason.

then, there are the teases, which i think this post speaks to, at least in part. these are women who, after finally hooking the interest of a quality dude after having allowed themselves to deal with lump asses for so long that that they don’t know how to handle being treated right. as a result, they suck up all the attention they can from the quality dude, while delivering minimum reciprocation in response.

the solution? advance your man swagger. go to the gym. update your facebook as suggested by that dctobc post from way back. read about investments and shit. find a successful hustle, network, grind and wait. along the way stone-face/bored-face all women that appear moderately interested, and don’t say anything, even that dime on the subway, unless she smiles at you, in which case you smile back briefly before lowering your gaze back to any of the following–*esquire, black enterprise, the economist and the like*

#11 tiye on 10.06.08 at 10:40 PM

oh and the girl from frontin/ maybe could get it any day, at any time, anywhere- even if i was married to obama and had rihanna as a mistress

#12 realestate on 10.06.08 at 10:50 PM

fuck it, just let your curiousity go. youll feel better about yourself. just ask mr shy guy himself, a little liquid courage goes a long way.

Rackem rackbar, the holy spirit almost came out of your video and fell onto my desk!

#13 modi's alter ego, idom aka rack'em rackbar. on 10.06.08 at 11:00 PM

wait so you’re bi? this is great. wzup tiye? holler at me, maybe we can set something up.

#14 makkah on 10.06.08 at 11:01 PM

modi why is your alter ego rackem rackbar. LOL. I have to go watch that video now..

#15 MM on 10.07.08 at 12:44 AM

damn! bold statements all over the place.
LOL at Nasser. (whattup?… and i second that)
for all you boys that wanna point fingers, people skills are something you gauge. grabbing wrists and name calling not always the best route, but you gotta approach a woman according to her level of quality. if you want the kind of woman that responds to that… you’re on the right track. . . .

i need a dude to grow some balls and approach me. We aren’t scared of casual conversation. Make me laugh. THEN… you gauge. Should you approach this further. or fall back. Should you call once a day. once a week. people skills kids. does this person wanna be your new bffn (best friend for now). if not, let it be. it aint there.

and at the end of the day, everyone gets dropped at some point. some more randomly than others. it happens.

#16 brran1 on 10.18.08 at 3:27 PM

You hit on the head with this one. Sometimes fumbling is apart of the game. I’ve learned just to take it in stride and have another shot of Jungle Juice.

#17 princess taj on 11.17.08 at 3:48 AM

Often a fumble isn’t about anything you’ve done, but just the fact that people are too busy nowadays and since they’re often dividing their time between casually talkin to several people, in lieu of the genteel courting of yesteryear (decade, rather), if you fall off the radar that’s it. People need to be proactive! I’ve had vague movie plans with a nice dude for a few months now, but saying “lets go sometime” isn’t the same as calling Friday at noon and going “You, me tonight. I’ll pick you up. How about 8?” I know I’ve been fumbling with this great guy lately. Sometimes you just gotta stay in someones face (figuratively of course) until you know for sure that it’s not meant to be.

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