So, let's ask the fine young men off lush, were you ever tongue tied when you saw a drop dead gorguous girl? Maybe in your prodominant youth you stuttered a bit when you saw a fine pair of coconuts... Maybe its a problem you still face today? Whatever it is, or was, tell us about and how you dealt with it or maybe still dealing with.
After years of suffering from this ,,I decided to let mother nature take her course,,,,When a woman sees that I am tongue tied ,, She will usually start the conversation herself,, Then I loosen up ,,just enough to speak
If she is not sensitive enough to realize that she has got my attention,, Then I let her go right on by.
I've always had trouble when I was younger. I would stammer and get all sweaty. Now, at 37, maybe not so much but it's more just an inability to think of what to say. I don't often have opportunities to meet people these days but if I were to encounter someone waiting in line or something, I would want to say something and fail to do so. Only afterward, I would think of something.
I get tongue-tied a bit if I'm completely clear-headed and sober, but with some liquid courage I am much more outgoing.
A couple times I have forgotten to take the seat belt off before getting out of the car, and have rather lamely been jerked back into the seat, next to a now laughing female.

In order to know virtue, you must first become acquainted with vice.
- Donatien Alphonse Francois de Sade
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En vis mann slår aldri en hund i klubben med en stokk, fordi hunden vil vende rundt og biter mannens ballene av. Hmm tongue tied. I'm not the type of guy who walks up to women in public places no matter how much they seem intriguing.
Can't remember an instance where I've stood in front of a woman and not been able to say something.
And yeah, don't really meet many women irl these days. lol
I did hit it off with a gal on a party back in the US, 2 days before I moved back to Europe. That was a lot of fun and I'm pretty sure we would've become an item had I not had to leave the country.
Oh well.
Insert typical super smart ass comment courtesy of thepainter here.
I had a problem with this, though I would say it was more in my "predominant youth", as you put it.
When I was younger, I had this eternal curse of never knowing exactly what I was doing. Everyone else just seemed so certain, and I was constantly second guessing and scratching my head. At one point a girl tried to talk to me but I was too busy going "uhh..uhh..uhhh" and she got bored and left. It was something a little bit short of traumatizing.
Now in my real world life I'd say I'm a little more go-with-the-flow. "Just breathe and calm the f**k down" I told myself. And thankfully it actually worked. With enough time.