Monday, January 23, 2012

Reader discretion is advised

Saturday afternoon, sitting in a bar with a friend. There are two guys at the bar, and one walks over and introduces himself. Always flattering, since it doesn't happen that often. So we made idle chitchat, said what we did for a living, blah blah. He asked if he could get us a drink, but we had been drinking for quite a while at that point so kind of hemmed and hawed with him for a few minutes. And then, I guess in response to "do you want drinks?", he said to my friend, "Well, I called your vagina, and it said..."

Whoa whoa whoa. Hold the phone. We have met you for all of 5 minutes and you bust out the V word? Honestly don't remember what happened after that, but the conversation certainly took a nosedive and he retreated back to his buddy shortly afterwards, mumbling something about regret. You think??

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