I was in NYC last year, outside Webster Hall, (the tourist dance club) and young lass wants to know whats up my kilt. Drunkeness is not conducive to being witty, so "I'll show you mine if you show me yours" was th best I could do. She did, so I did and my date was real pissed off. *sigh* Wiser for the wear.Originally Posted by Jimmy Carbomb
My usual response to those polite enough to ask:
I put my arm around her shoulder and begin to lead her away, as I whisper into her ear, "Private viewings are available."












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