First Date

My new makeover totally worked! While waiting for the bus my new blue hat became the subject of converstation between me and a lovely young lady in her second year of a psychology degree at Western. If I could sweat, I would have been while asking her if she was free sometime during the week. She hestitated a moment (and if my face could change expression, it would have fallen), but she then said "Why the hell not, a story for my roommates at the very least". Its better than nothing is what I thought.

As I jumped off the bus in delight, a gust of wind blew my fancy new hat right off my lightbulb! I shuffled after it, but to no avail. Stupid wind. I was right pissed off. I had a date the next night and all I had was my ugly ass sombrero.

I wasn't going to loose the chance of getting a piece of sweet sweet Western girl ass, so I put on my sombrero and walked off to my date the next night. I took her to the fanciest restaruant in town "Prince Alberts" and we shared a chocolate milkshake. Well, she drank it and I pretended to drink.



Things were going well, so I whispered in to her ear "I heard the psychology majors are the sluttiest, wanna fuck?".



Apparently, it inappropriate to say that on a first date. She lost her shit, calling me a sexist piece of metal garbage. Didn't even let me explain myself and picked up her purse up, whacked me over the head with it and left. I was left in the cold still looking for some lovin, when I came across another lovely speciem to spend the night with.



GOODNIGHT!