choice lyrics: "There was this chick who used to dance a lot / every night she'd be out on the floor shakin' what she got / I tell you she was cool, she was red hot / I mean she was steamin'"
Ahhh so you're out, and you've been drinking (it's amazing how generally, without fail, just 'two drinks' turn into 'bloody hell, is that the time?!') and when you decide to head on home... it suddenly becomes a brilliant idea to have just one more - no REALLY - drink, before scooting over to the train / subway / bus stop.
Alas, for this plan to come to fruition, one must stop by the ATM aka Cash Machine aka Magic Box in the Wall that will supply money when the right prayers are said at the correct phase of the moon after a certain amount of labour...
Doing as friends do, when one's gal pal realises that their watch has come loose... you try to re-fasten it.
However... one does not count on gal pal giggling and saying loudly that the gentleman at the adjacent ATM is rather nice looking. Okay, it went something like this...
Miss P: *giggles*
Mich: Be quiet, I'm trying to concentrate!
Miss P: I can't help it, he's cute.
Mich: That may well be, but it won't fasten this bloody watch!
Miss P: *to gentleman at adjacent ATM* Hi! You're rather hot!
Gentleman: *laughs nervously / embarrassedly*
Mich: *to gentleman at adjacent ATM* I do apologise... although my friend does speak nothing but the truth...
Said gentleman shyly gives his thanks, then disappears into the night...
Ahhh... 'twas not meant to be. Although I think we may have racked up a couple of Karma points. Hurrah!
Ohhh yes, it was a sign of a bloody good night when the pub had Detroit Rock City in the DVD player... yaassss!! Giuseppe Andrews... be still my heart and girl parts... hehehehe ;-)
you have to admire the cheek of some folk- nicking a copy of an image you submitted to a review site years ago... just goes to show that some things just come full circle lol :PAwwww I've just remembered I have a Detroit Rock City poster somewhere... arghhh why isn't it on my ceiling... dammit!
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i didn't!!!!
did i????
god, no wonder i don't remember how i got home. i've obviously blocked out that portion of the evening due to embarrassment...
Aw..."you're rather hot" lol, isn't that cute???? :D
LOL! Embarassed he may be but I bet he went home with a happy glow too :)
I was once (thrice?) very drunk and saw a girl and exclaimed 'BOOBS!' with a very arm out-stretched pointy gesture, in the general direction of said girl's chest.
It got me in a lot of trouble and my friends had to pretend I was slightly retarded to prevent trouble.
Telling someone they're hot is pretty good by my standards, especially as the guy will have debated whether or not it was meant with sincerity, or jest.
Well Jack, in all honesty I've seen folk do and say worse when they're drunk and they're feeling... amorous, shall we say? lol
But yeah... I think we've all got at least one 'oh my God... what the hell was I doing / thinking / drinking' moment like that!
Admittedly... Miss P's behaviour could be considered kind of complimentary. Whereas your behaviour was nothing short of lecherous. Shame on you. ;-)
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