Monday, September 29, 2008
Me big time stud
This is a text message I got on my mobile:
Hi there. Its mel from the opera bar. Just wanted to say it was nice chatting to you on sat night. Hope you dont mind that i grabbed your number from the girls. Sounds like the rest of the night was a hoot. Anyway, hope your head was not too sore on sunday!Good stuff, innit? What makes it even better is that I wasn't even near any bar/pub/club on Sat, nor was I in Sydney (that's where Opera Bar is).
Conclusion: I am such hot stuff I don't even have to be present to make chicks ask for my number.
I now eagerly anticipate lots of vomiting in the background =)
Jokes (and the inevitable insults) aside, what should I do if Mel actually calls me (no, I won't call her because I'm too broke to use up my own credit on a prank call)?
A. Be an asshole and play along, taking her for a ride
B. Be good and fess up
C. Be a bigger asshole and do something totally random, shocking and rude
On second thoughts, is Mel a chick or a guy? You know, like Mel Gibson and Mel Brooks are guys. My turn to puke now...
Hospital opens at 9:01 PM