My good friend Tall Boy comes over with LA, and we go to a party. The party was perfect, nice girls, a little small though. I DO make it a point to flirt with the hottest girl in there, who is surrounded by 2 guys twice my size. I bounce with Jeremy to the street.
We walk along, sure to find my friends, Brian and Roger, and we do. We talk a bit, Brian talked to some cuties, and to show Roger that you can say anything with the right swagger, as 3 girls walk towards us, I swagger up to them and say, "Stop real quick! I just wanted to flirt with you guys!" They giggle, and I end up having my friend who visited from LA, Jeremy, come over and wing for me. He pulls his girl into isolation, leaving me with the most and least attractive girls in the group. I was cool though, kept bantering, got to know them a bit, good touching with the both of them, got all cuddly with the cute one, but the not cute one won't return a high five, which was annoying! I DID get the cute girl's number, and a date (which sucks, as I don't remember when I set it up for...Thursday I think...), and I told her I'd text her tomorrow.
We walk along, and Brian is talking to 2 girls, so I go to wing. I try to stay neutral, figuring out which one Brian wanted, which is always a bit of a trick, but he seemed to be going after the one I wasn't so attracted to, which was awesome, because to me, the girl I wanted was SMOKING. I
know people always talk about ratings and shit, and it's mostly bs, but seriously, I would rate her a 9.9. She girl-next-door, blond CUTEY who likes Borat. Looks and personality, I'm in love! So yeah, proud of that one. I told her straight up that we'd get together Monday night, and if that fell through, then I'd text her until we were free, and we would get together. She seemed enthusiastic about that plan.
Then we walk along (there is much walking along), and Brian is acting insane, telling girls he's a douchbag and shit, which sometime... whatever, but we pass this set, and I see this brown haired beauty, and I turn, walk up to her, and say whatever came to my head. Brian is still talking crazy talk, and I am just trying to get her number, which I do. I can't for the life of me remember her name... I guess "Brat" will have to do... oh well. Now, I want it noted, I would have gotten the date with her, but my schedule is getting a little tight, so I didn't want to have to cancel. So, text message it is! Three for three!
Bottom line, words matter not, pimping is all about the strut and kino. It's going to be a busy week..
No comments:
Post a Comment