Wednesday, November 18, 2009
That Would Look Much Cuter on Me
I am the master of getting things I want.
When I say "things I want" it usually means that I want to get my hands on one of those tshirts that the Bud Light girls are throwing around the bar. Unfortunately, the Bud Light girls never throw a tshirt to me (I knew there was a reason I like the Bacardi girls better). They do however throw a shirt to the guy right next to me.
Me: I wanted one. I can't believe that bee-otch didn't throw me a tshirt...again!
My Super Gay BFF: Tell the guy next to you that you want his.
Me: Would that be mean?
SGBFF: Of course...but who cares?
Me: ::tap on the shoulder:: Excuse me...what's your name?
Tshirt Guy: Who me?
Me: Yes, you! ::giggle::
Tshirt Guy: Mike
Me: Hi, Mike. I'm Ice Queen. I think you should give me that tshirt.
Tshirt Guy: This one? What will I get out of this deal?
Me: Ummm...I have some gum?
Tshirt Guy: I'm kidding. You don't have to give me your gum. Here you go. ::hands tshirt over::
Now that was almost too easy