Monday, December 12, 2005

I saw a commercial that said 40 was the new 30 so I decided to head downtown to the bar scene.
I see a table of 25 year-oldish girls laughing and seemingly having a good time so I send them a round of drinks. AMAZING!! They all get up with their glasses and head in my direction all smiling and sexy like. God I love the television I'm thinking.
Seconds later I'm flicking a drink garnish out of my lap and wondering where I can go to get these stains out of my shirt and shower this liquor out of my hair. The bartender is laughing so I grab all my change off the bar.
So much for your tip dickhead.
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Actually they all gave me their numbers so now I'll never be out of pizza, taxis or suicide hotlines.
That is terrible, Zona Boy. I'd have drank the drink first, and just thrown the ice at you.
Just kidding.
Bummer, huh?
Just kidding.
Bummer, huh?
You should have had your pea-shooter at the ready just incase your efforts backfired --as they did. Always have a plan B.
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