The other night at Alive After Five (for my Pacific Rim and Asian subcontinent readers, AAF is a weekly gathering of the masses to listen to great music and comment on the physical attractiveness of strangers), I happened to be wearing a shirt that read "Make Awkward Sexual Advances, Not War." A clever play on the yester-generation's slogan "Make Love, Not War", in my opinion. But I digress.
An actual conversation that began as I was walking past three quite attractive women:
Woman: "Wow, what a great shirt!"
Me: "Well, that wasn't awkward at all."
Woman: "Oh." (pause) "Wanna have sex?"
Me: (silence)
Me (to myself): "Wow! I really AM just a big dork!"
I'll be teaching Smoooov 101 in the fall. Classroom space is limited.
4 years ago
2 comments:
Can't....breathe....laughing...too...hard...
I score that a 9.5 the only reason I gave you the half point deduction is lack of a strong finishing move. Next time try tripping and falling upon leaving. Better yet, tell her no in some crude sexist way, five minutes later realize what you've done, find the girl and try to talk her into it again.
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