Thursday, April 24, 2008

From outer space...

Dinner with a guy I have met only once before, my pub, his shout, no music.

me: totally time to get into shape.

guy: yeah?

me: yeah, i'm tired of my jeans looking painted on... i'm going to use you as inspiration... i hope that's okay... you look great.

guy: maybe so, but you got the face

me: what the fuck do you mean by that

me: oh

silence

me: ohhh

me: ohhhh okay

me: thanks

me: i'll get the beer

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