No, wait, all his photos are selfies and he has this one on here twice. However, if they decide they want to meet you in person, they’ll make a move. On a few of my dates, I had trouble reading the mind of the man sitting across from me.
I’ve met guys in bars as well and once was approached on the metro.
Captain Dickson: [going over the rule of not having sexual relations with teachers or students; to Jenko] That's you, man. Schmidt: Sir, I know we may look like a couple of lady-killers, but me and my partner will be super professional... Since you two cowboys love to drink booze, smoke weed with kids, and fuck anything with a big ass in jeans with low self-esteem, I'm gonna send you to a place where all that shit is allowed. Captain Dickson: You two sons of bitches are going to college! [admiring Vietnamese Jesus] Captain Dickson: Yeah, Vietnamese Jesus is just drippin' swag-goo! Maya: We met at a party and then he stalked me to my dorm room.
Don't fuck no students, don't fuck no teachers... [from trailer] Captain Dickson: We Jump Street, and we 'bout to jump in yo ass. Jenko: [pointing across the room to the statue of Jesus] Captain, Korean Jesus is right there! See this is a Vietnamese church, you racist sacrilegious sack of shit!
In the Occupied Southern portion of Korea, businessmen belong to inescapable tribal syndicates.
Some dates seemed like they would love to see me again, and then I never heard from them.
There are only 10 to 15 bars, clubs, and restaurants, whereas Jongro, catering to Koreans, has 100-150 smaller venues.
If this were happening in the States, I would be very upset. For example, back home there are more connections among friends, as well as LGBT groups, but here everything is very very very very very hidden. Itaewon is all-inclusive, attracting foreigners and Koreans, but it’s so small.
And sometimes, I get a little angry, so suck a dick!
Jenko: But if we find the supplier first, we don't have to worry about the dealers. [slams desk] Captain Dickson: Infiltrate the dealers, find the supplier! Captain Dickson: I know what you're thinkin': angry, black captain. I'm black, and I worked my ASS off to be the captain.