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Chazwozel
So normal unemployed afternoon for me. I go to Wal-Mart this morning to buy the usual embarrassing crap. Tampons for the wife. Propecia for me. Anyway, on the way home fucking WIlson Philips comes on the radio. Being a Harold and Kumar fan, I start singing along. Well a Jeep full of college age babes pulls in at the intersection next to me. I sang for a good minute or so before realizing they were watching and listening to me.
"Some day somebody's gonna make you want to
Turn around and say goodbye
Until then baby are you going to let them
Hold you down and make you cry
Don't you know?
Don't you know things can change
Things'll go your way
If you hold on for one more.....awww shit...."
So they're laughing at me. The one girl says I'm cute and have a lovely singing voice. Asks me for my number.
I smile and do the ol' point at the wedding band maneuver, but tell her I'm flattered.
Damn it feels good to get macked on by women a solid 5 years younger than you.
"Some day somebody's gonna make you want to
Turn around and say goodbye
Until then baby are you going to let them
Hold you down and make you cry
Don't you know?
Don't you know things can change
Things'll go your way
If you hold on for one more.....awww shit...."
So they're laughing at me. The one girl says I'm cute and have a lovely singing voice. Asks me for my number.
I smile and do the ol' point at the wedding band maneuver, but tell her I'm flattered.
Damn it feels good to get macked on by women a solid 5 years younger than you.