Weird social hang up number 4,729Every time I'm having a conversation with a woman, all that keeps running through my head is, "Don't look at her boobs. Don't look at her boobs. Don't look at her boobs."
It doesn't even matter if she's attractive. It's actually worse if she isn't. How does one explain to a woman that she's ugly right after being called out for staring at her nip-nips? That's definitely one road a person does not want to find themselves traveling. "No, I wasn't looking at your boobs! I SWEAR! They just happened to be there when I looked down. I don't even think you're good looking!"
Bad scene.
Instead, people always get on my case about why I'm staring off into space or looking all over the place while I'm talking to them. Oh well.
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I've decided that I'm going to write a book:
The Young Man's Guide to Successful Living. It's just going to be a whole book filled with little bits of wisdom. For instance:
The way I see it, you can either have kids or a vacation home. And vacation homes don't shit their pants or date guys in bands.
Dipak Chopra aint got shit on me.
Posted by: Abe Heckler at 2:28 PM · (Permalink)