Saturday nights at Disco Fever
So the Oscars last night was so completely boring that I spent the majority of the time. . . looking at ONTD. No! Updating my myspace layout which is pointless because I never go on it anyway.
Embarassing Elevator Experience: I was in the elevator at Hutch today and it was more crowded than usual. You know that strange feeling you get when you feel someone staring at you? Yeah so I felt that and I turned my head and there was this strange tall man staring, straight up staring at me. It kind of creeped me out and I did a whole 'confused head turn'.
Funny Pick Up Lines from Saturday night:
Man: *grabs N's hand as she walks by* Hey, you see this stain on my shirt?
N: *confused* Uh, yeah?
Man: Yeah, I just wanted to show you that.
N: *starting to walk away* Okay, thanks.
M: No, cause I just wanted to talk to you and I had a stain on my shirt.
N: Ookay. Cool.
M: Yeah. So my name is Joe.
N: Awesome.
Semi-cute Indian guy: *shouts* Hey it's really loud in here!
Ayme: Yeah. It is.
S: . . .Yeah. Cool.
Man: So when's your birthday?
Me: Why?
M: Just tell me.
Me: I'm a Gemini.
M: Oh, so you know all about existentialism and birth months, right?
Me: . . .Sure.
*awkward pause*
Me: Why are you trying to be all deep? You're in a bar in Hoboken listening to Blink 182.
*awkward pause*
Man: I'm so poor I can only afford Subway.
Me: . . . Cool.
Two guys trying to hit on us.
As the music blasts above us.
Ayme, thinking the music could hide her thoughts, whispers
"I'm pretty sure they're gay."
Just as the music stops.
Cue embarassed glances.
Lick your finger again.
I don't think 40 year old moms should be allowed to wear g-strings and get low to Blur. You can't booty pop to Blur. Go back home and put your kids to bed.
Embarassing Elevator Experience: I was in the elevator at Hutch today and it was more crowded than usual. You know that strange feeling you get when you feel someone staring at you? Yeah so I felt that and I turned my head and there was this strange tall man staring, straight up staring at me. It kind of creeped me out and I did a whole 'confused head turn'.
Funny Pick Up Lines from Saturday night:
Man: *grabs N's hand as she walks by* Hey, you see this stain on my shirt?
N: *confused* Uh, yeah?
Man: Yeah, I just wanted to show you that.
N: *starting to walk away* Okay, thanks.
M: No, cause I just wanted to talk to you and I had a stain on my shirt.
N: Ookay. Cool.
M: Yeah. So my name is Joe.
N: Awesome.
Semi-cute Indian guy: *shouts* Hey it's really loud in here!
Ayme: Yeah. It is.
S: . . .Yeah. Cool.
Man: So when's your birthday?
Me: Why?
M: Just tell me.
Me: I'm a Gemini.
M: Oh, so you know all about existentialism and birth months, right?
Me: . . .Sure.
*awkward pause*
Me: Why are you trying to be all deep? You're in a bar in Hoboken listening to Blink 182.
*awkward pause*
Man: I'm so poor I can only afford Subway.
Me: . . . Cool.
Two guys trying to hit on us.
As the music blasts above us.
Ayme, thinking the music could hide her thoughts, whispers
"I'm pretty sure they're gay."
Just as the music stops.
Cue embarassed glances.
Lick your finger again.
I don't think 40 year old moms should be allowed to wear g-strings and get low to Blur. You can't booty pop to Blur. Go back home and put your kids to bed.