March 06, 2009

Six Of One, Half-Dozen Of Another...

So I'm grocery shopping, walking down the bread aisle (rye bread: crack for ducks) and an attractive young woman is walking the other way, towards me.

Much to my surprise, she stops, looks at me, and says "I know you!"

This is good.

Then she says, "You're the weird guy with all the ducks!"

This... this is why people drink heavily.


Posted by: Wonderduck at 08:09 PM | Comments (3) | Add Comment
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I'm told that young women in Japan dread the day that strangers start calling them -san instead of -chan. It means they're getting old.

Equally, one of the saddest moments in an American male's life is when cute girls start calling him "sir".

Posted by: Steven Den Beste at March 07, 2009 05:47 PM (+rSRq)

2 Hey look on the bright side...She really DOES know who you are!

Posted by: The Brickmuppet at March 07, 2009 07:47 PM (V5zw/)

3 As I said, "six of one, half-dozen of the other."

Posted by: Wonderduck at March 07, 2009 09:42 PM (tMdKd)

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