I know there's been a lack of posts recently. There's really no reason for me to go through the entire process of 'same story, different dumbasses' every week. But Friday night is a different story. So different, in fact, that this is the first time I've ever had to make one thread for both here and Fratching, considering the players involved. Some of you are gonna groan when you realize the pun later on in the thread.
And as a preventative, I'm also going to prepare a sister thread to this story on Fratching, because yes, it's going to be a hot-button topic, and yes, there's going to be some anger involved here. I'll throw the link at the bottom of the thread when the sister thread is ready.
Now, for the story part of this little encounter.
Me: The eyebrow-lift is going to be permanent at this rate.
SD: Stupid Dude, and his amazing(ly stoned outta her mind sidekick
SG: Stoner Girl!
I'm outside, just watching for people to come in, and I see SD and SG looking like they're about to make out on the side of the building. "Huh," I think to myself, "it's close to Valentine's Day, so I should expect something like that. As long as they keep their clothes on, we should be alright." I head back inside long enough to grab some soda, chug it, and head back out just in time for SD and SG to walk up to me. What SD asked me just totally caught me off-guard:
SD: Hey, you know anyone that wants to be a client?
Me: Client?
SD: You know... a client?
SD tilts his head towards SG, who's leaning against the gate, no facial expression, but she's trying to caress the underside of my wrist.
Me: I don't think so.
SD: So what do you think?
Me: I think I'm gonna pass on your offer.
SD wordlessly walks off, with SG staggering along behind him.
And this is what I think of the whole thing.
And as a preventative, I'm also going to prepare a sister thread to this story on Fratching, because yes, it's going to be a hot-button topic, and yes, there's going to be some anger involved here. I'll throw the link at the bottom of the thread when the sister thread is ready.
Now, for the story part of this little encounter.
Me: The eyebrow-lift is going to be permanent at this rate.
SD: Stupid Dude, and his amazing(ly stoned outta her mind sidekick
SG: Stoner Girl!
I'm outside, just watching for people to come in, and I see SD and SG looking like they're about to make out on the side of the building. "Huh," I think to myself, "it's close to Valentine's Day, so I should expect something like that. As long as they keep their clothes on, we should be alright." I head back inside long enough to grab some soda, chug it, and head back out just in time for SD and SG to walk up to me. What SD asked me just totally caught me off-guard:
SD: Hey, you know anyone that wants to be a client?
Me: Client?
SD: You know... a client?
SD tilts his head towards SG, who's leaning against the gate, no facial expression, but she's trying to caress the underside of my wrist.
Me: I don't think so.
SD: So what do you think?
Me: I think I'm gonna pass on your offer.
SD wordlessly walks off, with SG staggering along behind him.
And this is what I think of the whole thing.
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