Last night I went out to the ol' avenue to watch my friends get drunk while I waited to drive them home.
Sounds like my idea of a good time!
Later on in the night I accompanied Elyse outside to watch her smoke (I really am the life of the party) when a rather disheveled looking young man walks past us.
He walks past us, stops, slowly turns around, and with a completely straight face, says "I would."
Uhhh.
Being raised as a poised and grateful young woman, I say "Thanks," and he gives me back the finger-gun point and takes this as an opportunity to strike up a conversation with us. DAMN, my inability to keep my mouth shut just turned this into a
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I'm gonna go out on a limb and say this guy isn't very suave with the ladies. Our conversation goes as follows:
Disheveled-Guy: "OH? UHHH, YOU'RE WELCOME."
His utter surprise at the fact I said thank you really makes me wonder how low his expectations were for this delightful exchange. Perhaps he gets off on the "EWWW YOU JERK" response. I told him as long as he was being sincere then the thank you stands. Though my analysis of his pick-up lines was probably starting a tiny little explosion in his head, because he responded:
"Yeah man. So uh.. do you like to party?"
(POST SCRIPT: REALLY?????? Party like snort lines of da yayo off stripper tits or.. play Scategories?)
I reply: "Thats a pretty loaded question so uh.. yeah. Sometimes. Probably not though."
DG: "'Cause we're partying at The Rack tonight!"
"Great! I'll meet you there." (Brush off attempt #1)
DG: "Hey do you know Brayden?"
"No."
DG: "Oh man you should totally meet Brayden."
"Awesome, tell him I say hi when you get to The Rack!" (Brush off attempt #2)
DG: "Yeah, okay. See you there."
I'm sure me and Brayden are really gonna hit it off. Last time a guy asked me if I wanted to party replied with some variation of "I don't want to have sex with you," and got my invite rescinded POST HASTE.
On another note, don't you hate when you meet people that are clearly speaking in bold text all the time? I CAN TELL.
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