I could have gone home with a cute drunk guy tonight!!
But it didn't work out.....
He was eating chips from a giant silver bowl while watching the show....cute!
He was heckling....in that loving "I'm agreeing with you" way. sexy!
He obliged when the bar owner asked him to take off his weapons (a knife and a pair of surgical scissors in their own holster on his belt. dangerous...yet respectful!
He was in his late 30s, and he was wearing colors.....dedicated! loyal!
He chimed in at the perfect time during one of my jokes.. "But you're not fat!" oh. my. god. I think he likes me.
Then the test: I told him I would make out with him if he would "shut the eff up." And he laughed. He REALLY likes me!
After my set we had an AWESOME conversatoin:
Him: I think you're really pretty and funny. And I'm sorry I was talking so much. Can I buy you a drink?
Me: No thank you. I'm okay.
Him: Okay, well can I "buy" you a glass of water?
Me: Yes, Thank you. that would be nice.
Him: Okay. I'll be right back.
Me: .....(STILL WAITING!)
When will I learn? You thugs are all talk...
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
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