Laughables
Date
Last week a buddy of mine and I went out to a bar and I met a really cute guy. He was totally into my sweater and started talking to me. For a good twenty minutes, we're rolling on the floor, laughing our asses off having a good time. I haven't felt this sort of connection with a stranger in recent time, and he was totally my type. Things are flying really well for twenty minutes until he cuts the chat short: "I'm actually on a date right now, so I better go to that."
Didn't even get a number, haha (not like I asked, though; that would have been so predatory).
Yak
I met up with the same buddy at the same bar over the weekend. He brought a girl friend of his. This girl is still a virgin and has never even been kissed. She also has only been hammered once in her life, about two weeks before everything on this night went down. She was really cool, and really wanted to get hammered. When I got there, she already had a Vodka Redbull, and so I got her started on a Tokyo Tea. After the Tokyo Tea she was slumping over, leaning and stumbling about. Deciding she had too much to drink, we took her to my car to let her rest. We prop her on the reclined passenger seat, and I run to the driver's side to turn the car on and roll down the window. She turns her head to her left, ever so slightly, and projectile-vomits all over me. On my face, on my shirt, all over me. Missing the interior of my car, why? Because it sprayed all over me.
The plus side is I got to strut around in my wife-beater - which you know I know how to rock - but the negative is that my car still smells like throw-up. It makes me want to yak.
Last week a buddy of mine and I went out to a bar and I met a really cute guy. He was totally into my sweater and started talking to me. For a good twenty minutes, we're rolling on the floor, laughing our asses off having a good time. I haven't felt this sort of connection with a stranger in recent time, and he was totally my type. Things are flying really well for twenty minutes until he cuts the chat short: "I'm actually on a date right now, so I better go to that."
Didn't even get a number, haha (not like I asked, though; that would have been so predatory).
Yak
I met up with the same buddy at the same bar over the weekend. He brought a girl friend of his. This girl is still a virgin and has never even been kissed. She also has only been hammered once in her life, about two weeks before everything on this night went down. She was really cool, and really wanted to get hammered. When I got there, she already had a Vodka Redbull, and so I got her started on a Tokyo Tea. After the Tokyo Tea she was slumping over, leaning and stumbling about. Deciding she had too much to drink, we took her to my car to let her rest. We prop her on the reclined passenger seat, and I run to the driver's side to turn the car on and roll down the window. She turns her head to her left, ever so slightly, and projectile-vomits all over me. On my face, on my shirt, all over me. Missing the interior of my car, why? Because it sprayed all over me.
The plus side is I got to strut around in my wife-beater - which you know I know how to rock - but the negative is that my car still smells like throw-up. It makes me want to yak.