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Monday, July 23, 2007

You Had Me At "Tooheys" #3, or This Week's Pick-up Line

It's not that all the good men are either married or gay. Some of them are just… out of their freakin' gourds.

Without a moment's hesitation, I pass the Bizzaro Bachelor award to: Friday Night Guy.

Me (walking from the toiletary facilities back to join my companion in the courtyard): "Tra la la la…."

Friday Night Guy (grabbing my hand and squeezing each of my fingers in turn): "Hey! Guess what?"

Me (with one raised eyebrow, which happens whether I want it to or not): "What?"

FNG (still squeezing): "I'm a dragon!"

Me: "You're a drag queen?"

FNG: "I'm a DRAGON! Look at me breathing fire! CCCCCHHHHHHHAAAAAA!"

A dragon. This is the guy that talks to me in a bar. A dragon.

6 comments:

Madelyne said...

thats so funny. At least a guy spoke to you

Anonymous said...

Jo - If you want to stop those eyebrows from moving, I can help you out - Ella

gigglewick said...

"I'm a dragon"??

What's next, "I'm a satyr"?

I had "I'm a gynaecologist" once. That didn't work either.

Yoffi said...

wow. oh. dear. god.

What is wrong with some people.

Have you checked your forehead - maybe it says:

"If you're a total freak please come and talk to me and I'll give you a treat".

killerrabbit said...

What was with the squeezing fingers thing as well. Now that is just creepy.

Jo said...

Squeezing.
There's such a fine line between "acceptable" and "I'm calling the police".