Monday, 22 March 2010

How to not get laid

It's my friend's birthday today, so we went out to Mosh (an alternative night club) to celebrate. As we were dancing away, a guy taps me on the shoulder:

Random Guy: My jumper's wet. Will you wipe it for me?
Me: I'm taken.
Random Guy: What?
Me: No.
Random Guy: Pleeeeeeeease.
Me: No. *Turns away*

What I should have said was: "Why don't you take it off instead? ;) " but I didn't think fast enough, and I'm scared as to how he would have reacted. He wasn't hot, either. No wonder he had to resort to such bad pick-up lines.

On another note, I have discovered the three types of dad dancing: barely dancing, almost acceptable and appalling.

Yes folks, that what the dancing standard of the male species was like tonight. Entertaining and yet scary at the same time. It almost makes me glad that my boyfriend won't dance...(however, one day I WILL get him on the dancefloor...mwahahahahahaha)

Yes. I should be off to bed now, given that it's past my bedtime.

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