Thoughts upon being asked by very talented, very good-looking, not at all Sandler-esque wedding singer, "Hey, can I give you my number?":
1. Seriously? You just had a front-row ticket to my absurd dance moves for the past three hours, and you'd still be interested in associating with me?
2. Are you drunk? I mean, I didn't see you drinking up there... but are you drunk?
3. Is this a ploy to increase your number of MySpace friends?
My actual, super-cool response to the question: "Yes, please."
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