Saturday, April 16, 2011

Life of a Jackal- Excerpts from the Fringe of O.B.D.'s Life


Yo! Finally off work early, so checking in with some funnies, 4 real. Havent had time to update on the hilarity of my life recently.

So, I was at a superbowl party with the chick I was seeing, at her sisters place. All their family was there, like 10 people. All liberal/tree-hugger types, and they are talking about b.s. while I am trying to watch the freakin game and get my swurve on. So, as I wander up from the tv room where the men are; in search of more beers, I get accosted by the women, about something. They are talking about something that I clearly dont remember or cared to hear at the time right- So I decided to interrupt , and tell them about my latest re-discovered pasttime- littering! (SS I know you feel me!) I go off for approx. 4 minutes on the joys of throwing soda bottles and random food trash out my truck window while I am driving, and the laughter and joy it brings me.

Then I realize everybody is staring @ me like I'm a Nazi or something. Squares= Freaked Out. There was some nervous laughter from everybody else, as if I might be joking, and my chick made some dumb joke about punching me if she saw me do that, and I said something about her not being able to see that happen if a milkshake hits her windshield while shes driving, and then the awkwardness increased, and nobody was real enough to say anything about this, and then I said excuse me, opened the fridge, got two beers out (pretending one was for someone else; it wasn't) and walked past the still silent women to watch the rest of the superbowl.

I laughed about this off and on for approximately that day until present, off and on.

Also, advice to you single (and newly single) fellas- No matter how well you mean it, telling a chick she has nice "meat curtains" is almost universally NOT accepted as a compliment by the gentler sex. Go'an an ax me how I know that.


Bdizzle out.