Pakistani guys - what do look for in a girl?

yeah turned 18 in may why

Are you an overweight mother?

What are you on mate Hahahahahaha

Are you an overweight mother?

excuse me

excuse me

im into big beautiful women who are fresh out of the illegal zone, and have a responsibility bigger than themselves

Lol!!!!! Ahahahahaha!!!! Fatima I never knew that!!!!!

im into big beautiful women who are fresh out of the illegal zone, and have a responsibility bigger than themselves

i am not



sorry sir i am not here to fulfil your desires

Just curious, all the Pakistani guys around here are generally not even worth talking to lol but what do you look for in a girl?

AHHHH I JUST REALISED I BOTCHED THE TITLE WHOOPS - what do YOU look for in a girl

he's off crying now, well done mate!

sorry sir i am not here to fulfil your desires

It was just a PRANK!!! LMAOAOAOAO

Your reaction was priceless!!! HAHAHA
Is it okay if I can use the footage for my youtube channel???

It was just a PRANK!!! LMAOAOAOAO

Your reaction was priceless!!! HAHAHA
Is it okay if I can use the footage for my youtube channel???

and i wasn't taking you seriously as well

i am not



sorry sir i am not here to fulfil your desires

Alas, as a Pakistani male, the sort of woman I am looking for no longer exists.

I miss the days when women would be content with less. When a gentle look in their direction in a crowd of people was audacious and romantic enough. When a passing compliment once in a blue moon would send their spines tingling in ecstasy. When women would stand trembling in fear besides the stove as they stood waiting for their husbands to pass judgement on their new recipe. I miss the times when a simple "The biryani is ok" assessment would warrant countless calls of joy to their girlfriends. How I miss the times when women would be content with a couple of presents per year, or a simple picnic in the backyard. When women would value the simple things in life, and when flaunting their relationship would be the last thing on their minds. I miss the days when women would not raise their voice, and hide themselves away during their menstrual cycles to avoid embarrassment. I miss the days when a woman could take apart the whole stove, and put it back together without referring to a manual, instead of senselessly running her car into a pole today. The days when jealousy was a virtue of sorts, in that it would promote healthy competition between wives, in all useful areas such as cooking, obedience and akhlaq.

I miss the times when the wife would refer to her husband with aap, never mentioning his name. The times when instead of screaming to call him from afar, they would send a child over as a courier to respectfully deliver a message. Women were supposed to be gems, forever hidden and treasured away, protected, only accessible to their loved ones. Where are these women? Where did they go? What caused them to turn into these flower murdering, cat imprisoning, diamond worshipping, day care obsessed, corporatized superficial pmsing monsters?I say we should stop spoiling our women, and for that we need to be men again.

Alas, as a Pakistani male, the sort of woman I am looking for no longer exists.

I miss the days when women would be content with less. When a gentle look in their direction in a crowd of people was audacious and romantic enough. When a passing compliment once in a blue moon would send their spines tingling in ecstasy. When women would stand trembling in fear besides the stove as they stood waiting for their husbands to pass judgement on their new recipe. I miss the times when a simple "The biryani is ok" assessment would warrant countless calls of joy to their girlfriends. How I miss the times when women would be content with a couple of presents per year, or a simple picnic in the backyard. When women would value the simple things in life, and when flaunting their relationship would be the last thing on their minds. I miss the days when women would not raise their voice, and hide themselves away during their menstrual cycles to avoid embarrassment. I miss the days when a woman could take apart the whole stove, and put it back together without referring to a manual, instead of senselessly running her car into a pole today. The days when jealousy was a virtue of sorts, in that it would promote healthy competition between wives, in all useful areas such as cooking, obedience and akhlaq.

I miss the times when the wife would refer to her husband with aap, never mentioning his name. The times when instead of screaming to call him from afar, they would send a child over as a courier to respectfully deliver a message. Women were supposed to be gems, forever hidden and treasured away, protected, only accessible to their loved ones. Where are these women? Where did they go? What caused them to turn into these flower murdering, cat imprisoning, diamond worshipping, day care obsessed, corporatized superficial pmsing monsters?I say we should stop spoiling our women, and for that we need to be men again.

Lol!!!!!!!! I was just kidding !!!

Alas, as a Pakistani male, the sort of woman I am looking for no longer exists.

I miss the days when women would be content with less. When a gentle look in their direction in a crowd of people was audacious and romantic enough. When a passing compliment once in a blue moon would send their spines tingling in ecstasy. When women would stand trembling in fear besides the stove as they stood waiting for their husbands to pass judgement on their new recipe. I miss the times when a simple "The biryani is ok" assessment would warrant countless calls of joy to their girlfriends. How I miss the times when women would be content with a couple of presents per year, or a simple picnic in the backyard. When women would value the simple things in life, and when flaunting their relationship would be the last thing on their minds. I miss the days when women would not raise their voice, and hide themselves away during their menstrual cycles to avoid embarrassment. I miss the days when a woman could take apart the whole stove, and put it back together without referring to a manual, instead of senselessly running her car into a pole today. The days when jealousy was a virtue of sorts, in that it would promote healthy competition between wives, in all useful areas such as cooking, obedience and akhlaq.

I miss the times when the wife would refer to her husband with aap, never mentioning his name. The times when instead of screaming to call him from afar, they would send a child over as a courier to respectfully deliver a message. Women were supposed to be gems, forever hidden and treasured away, protected, only accessible to their loved ones. Where are these women? Where did they go? What caused them to turn into these flower murdering, cat imprisoning, diamond worshipping, day care obsessed, corporatized superficial pmsing monsters?I say we should stop spoiling our women, and for that we need to be men again.