Yo. Seriously. Do you know how few guys get my number? Call! My friends are gone now and I don't give those cards out for nothing. I definitely want to see you again and this is about as public of a venue that I have to declare that. My dad even reads this thing so you know I'm serious.
Now, to the OTHER guy who did NOT get my number - did you really think that showing me pictures of what our kids could look like would get me to do anything other than laugh??? Does that actually work for you? Do women normally swoon off their chairs when you pull out that line? "I want to show you what our kids would look like." Ummmm yeah. I think we're gonna pass on that.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I kid you not...I met 2 different guys Friday night (the first one, mentioned above, was actually very cool) but the OTHER??? Declared that he brings his own snacks to bars (no joke, my brother had a bag of peanuts that he was eating out of as he tried to talk to me.) Here's a tip....unless you are sitting at Yankee Stadium, there is really no reason for you to carry around a bag of peanuts that you have to shell yourself. This is not appealing unless your name is Derek Jeter. He thought this would be a great selling point for him when I bring him home to mom and dad. "Tell them I bring my own snacks!" Trust me, the only thing my parents want to hear about this guy is that my restraining order is being enforced. Mom, Dad...Hope you're not disapointed, but I'm more into good senses of humor, intelligence and the occasional british accent. :) Not peanuts.
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