How many times have you lost a number of the women of your dreams, or man of your dreams or turtle, stone, stick...whatever spins your crankcase.
Just listening to some old toons and remembered soom of the best girls I've
ever met at party's and clubs that had crossovers into other places and
ALLWAYS lost their fucking phone number.
Best case excample, the girl I met at Horeshoe Tavern at a Reverand Hortan Heat show, realizing after awile she was the girl living in my apartment at young and stclair wearing a cut off Slayer T-shirt and tiny jean shorts I was
eyeing up in the elevator.FAIL.
Same for a serbian coworker who I ran into at a Stacy Pullen gig...
she did not dress like that at work! Plans made, number lost.
tell me your fails.
Just listening to some old toons and remembered soom of the best girls I've
ever met at party's and clubs that had crossovers into other places and
ALLWAYS lost their fucking phone number.
Best case excample, the girl I met at Horeshoe Tavern at a Reverand Hortan Heat show, realizing after awile she was the girl living in my apartment at young and stclair wearing a cut off Slayer T-shirt and tiny jean shorts I was
eyeing up in the elevator.FAIL.
Same for a serbian coworker who I ran into at a Stacy Pullen gig...
she did not dress like that at work! Plans made, number lost.
tell me your fails.