The Woodwork
The other day I got a myspace message that I would have otherwise deleted as spam because of a lack of default photo, but the subject line was "do you still have your cougar, the one with the blinkers????"
In high school I drove a 68 Cougar XR7 with sequential taillights...
So I was kind of intrigued, and eventually found out who it is.
I dated this chick a few times for like no more than a week at a time over the course of like three or four years and really never did anything more than make out a few times...nothing memorable, nothing magic.
The weird thing is, I uttered the chicks name for the first time in years the day before I got the message because my girlfriend wanted to know why the hell I had ever seen 'My Big Fat Greek Wedding' in the theatre.
Anyways, so this chick has been messaging me, and I've been cordially responding, and now she's inviting me to her aunt's house for a party in June when she comes back from Florida! Come on dude. Of course she mentioned beer...so..ya know..I'm interested in beer...but I'm not gonna go. I HIGHLY doubt my girlfriend would approve of me going anyways...
but it's like this:
I either have to politely ignore, or impolitely ignore this person. She's just coming off a divorce and has a baby and is probably trying to re-identify with herself..or something.
Shoulda gone off the grid..I feel bad for the kids...Florida is the flacid penis of America.
In high school I drove a 68 Cougar XR7 with sequential taillights...
So I was kind of intrigued, and eventually found out who it is.
I dated this chick a few times for like no more than a week at a time over the course of like three or four years and really never did anything more than make out a few times...nothing memorable, nothing magic.
The weird thing is, I uttered the chicks name for the first time in years the day before I got the message because my girlfriend wanted to know why the hell I had ever seen 'My Big Fat Greek Wedding' in the theatre.
Anyways, so this chick has been messaging me, and I've been cordially responding, and now she's inviting me to her aunt's house for a party in June when she comes back from Florida! Come on dude. Of course she mentioned beer...so..ya know..I'm interested in beer...but I'm not gonna go. I HIGHLY doubt my girlfriend would approve of me going anyways...
but it's like this:
I either have to politely ignore, or impolitely ignore this person. She's just coming off a divorce and has a baby and is probably trying to re-identify with herself..or something.
Shoulda gone off the grid..I feel bad for the kids...Florida is the flacid penis of America.
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Fleur on
"Florida is the flacid penis of America." Most memorable quote of the month.
You know, explaining that you don't think it would be appropriate or considerate to attend because of your girlfriend usually works with chicks because we are, well, chicks. And have, usually, been a 'girlfriend' and therefore empathize with other girlfriends. Usually. Unless they are crazy, which majority are.
You know, explaining that you don't think it would be appropriate or considerate to attend because of your girlfriend usually works with chicks because we are, well, chicks. And have, usually, been a 'girlfriend' and therefore empathize with other girlfriends. Usually. Unless they are crazy, which majority are.
Cavutto on
Chicks, man...
Hey! Next weekend the Yanks are playing the Sox. You wanna meet up for a game?
Hey! Next weekend the Yanks are playing the Sox. You wanna meet up for a game?
Cavutto on
Ha! That part about China sounded funny.
Yeah dude, I've got absolutely no weekend plans at all for the entire forseable future. At. All. Nothing. Maybe some fishing in two weeks. t's it.
Yeah dude, I've got absolutely no weekend plans at all for the entire forseable future. At. All. Nothing. Maybe some fishing in two weeks. t's it.
TheJoeD on
When I get back, we should consider having a cookout, with beer, and people, and wiffle bats, and rock & roll music.
