From: "|mj|"
To: "Ati"
Date: Tuesday, November 19, 2002 3:39 AM
bah
you didn't let me start or finish the story and you didn't tell me just to mail it to you. AND YOU'RE THE ONE WHO ASKED FOR THE STORY. ::rumble:: this is why i believe you don't take anything i say ... beyond the computer.
ok, story time. uncle fry is a big fat pussy, take two. monday. today's the day. i am going to ask the really, really cute/hot girl out. take one of my three showers for the week (i don't do anything, get up, sit in what i was wearing the other day for 4 hours, come on the computer, get hungry and drive to the fast food place and go to sleep, i think i take 2 too many), primp myself and I'm off. pull out of my driveway, damn kids, they should be beat or something for being in the road. I notice a lot of dead amimals in the road, this can't be a good sign. drive down the main road to US19 and the Checkers, damn, it's a bit cold, i better remember to close my window when i get home. almost there, i am getting anixous now. i see a gun range, when am i going to get that gun i've been talking about getting for a year, i have the money. ou, dounuts. the time is here. judgement day number 1. pull up to the speaker. 'hello, would you like something or other today?' it sounds like her, but she didn't use the hospitality she's used the past two times. "no thanks, i'd like a bacon cheese burger combo, medium with a coke." what did she say...? "ok, that will be 4 something, pull thru."
moment of truth (if you read the begining of the story this is pretty much knock your head with a baseball bat obvious)
pull up. do i look cool (of coarse). everything in the right possision? check. at the window. she opens it. that surprising lack of buttflies in my stomach didn't last very long. takes her a few seconds to recognice me. "HEY!" think fast. "Hey." not bad. "that will be 4 something." ok, when do you ask her out. now. after she hands you the food so she can't spit in it. hand her the new 5. "what did you ask me at the window? did you ask if i wanted a bacon cheese checker combo?" what are you doing... OMGOMGOMGOMG what the HELL are you doing. you are here for one thing. and... Checker.. combo... WTF... "no, i think it was a swis bacon buford or something. te he. i think i'm losing my mind. yes, i'm losing my mind." ok, here's you chance. you almost fucked us over with fucking that stupid assed combo question, but now my friend it is our time to shine... throw out a witty quip but don't sound to much like a prink. "aww, no you haven't." ::ackword silences:: WTFWTFWTFWTF... YOU FUCKING LAMEBRAINED STUPID MOTHERFUCKER IS THAT THE BEST YOU COULD COME UP WITH? you might as well become gay. i'll call you faggot fry who says aw my dicks lost, can you direct me to the nearest bath house? closes the window. i hate you. we are never going to get laid again. i hate you. you don't understand how much i hate you. I HATE YOU. i could have been that kid from 'that 70's shows' voice... but i picked you... and look how bad you are screwing me over. just gun it into 19 and a car or semi will probably hit us. bastard. you are the... window opens. ok, you screwed us over. bad. really bad. but you could make it up. hands me the bag. "here you go sweetie." *brain stops fuctioning* iwantyouiwantyouiwantyou... ask her.. quick, please. i'm begging you. "thanks, you too." closes window. oh.. my.. god.. i fucking hate you.
afterthought
pulling onto 19. that did not go so well. and it will be a few days before you can go back. you better ask her next time asshole. it's been a year. don't make me make you play 'its raining men' on the jutebox over and over again. pull down my street. stupid kids. i wonder if i hit one and say he jumped out in front of my car the police would believe me. ::ponder:: stupid cats. i'm going to run to over this time. ::runs away:: next time you piece of shit. pulls in the driveway. i hate you.
aftermath
so, there's my story. i didn't ask out the totally hot girl yet there is and was only a 25 percent chance of me asking her out. plus, there is a 75 percent chance that she's already going out with someone... but. i want her, can you get her for me on our trip to denmark. i'll give you candy. ::wink::
|mj|
To: "Ati"
Date: Tuesday, November 19, 2002 3:39 AM
bah
you didn't let me start or finish the story and you didn't tell me just to mail it to you. AND YOU'RE THE ONE WHO ASKED FOR THE STORY. ::rumble:: this is why i believe you don't take anything i say ... beyond the computer.
ok, story time. uncle fry is a big fat pussy, take two. monday. today's the day. i am going to ask the really, really cute/hot girl out. take one of my three showers for the week (i don't do anything, get up, sit in what i was wearing the other day for 4 hours, come on the computer, get hungry and drive to the fast food place and go to sleep, i think i take 2 too many), primp myself and I'm off. pull out of my driveway, damn kids, they should be beat or something for being in the road. I notice a lot of dead amimals in the road, this can't be a good sign. drive down the main road to US19 and the Checkers, damn, it's a bit cold, i better remember to close my window when i get home. almost there, i am getting anixous now. i see a gun range, when am i going to get that gun i've been talking about getting for a year, i have the money. ou, dounuts. the time is here. judgement day number 1. pull up to the speaker. 'hello, would you like something or other today?' it sounds like her, but she didn't use the hospitality she's used the past two times. "no thanks, i'd like a bacon cheese burger combo, medium with a coke." what did she say...? "ok, that will be 4 something, pull thru."
moment of truth (if you read the begining of the story this is pretty much knock your head with a baseball bat obvious)
pull up. do i look cool (of coarse). everything in the right possision? check. at the window. she opens it. that surprising lack of buttflies in my stomach didn't last very long. takes her a few seconds to recognice me. "HEY!" think fast. "Hey." not bad. "that will be 4 something." ok, when do you ask her out. now. after she hands you the food so she can't spit in it. hand her the new 5. "what did you ask me at the window? did you ask if i wanted a bacon cheese checker combo?" what are you doing... OMGOMGOMGOMG what the HELL are you doing. you are here for one thing. and... Checker.. combo... WTF... "no, i think it was a swis bacon buford or something. te he. i think i'm losing my mind. yes, i'm losing my mind." ok, here's you chance. you almost fucked us over with fucking that stupid assed combo question, but now my friend it is our time to shine... throw out a witty quip but don't sound to much like a prink. "aww, no you haven't." ::ackword silences:: WTFWTFWTFWTF... YOU FUCKING LAMEBRAINED STUPID MOTHERFUCKER IS THAT THE BEST YOU COULD COME UP WITH? you might as well become gay. i'll call you faggot fry who says aw my dicks lost, can you direct me to the nearest bath house? closes the window. i hate you. we are never going to get laid again. i hate you. you don't understand how much i hate you. I HATE YOU. i could have been that kid from 'that 70's shows' voice... but i picked you... and look how bad you are screwing me over. just gun it into 19 and a car or semi will probably hit us. bastard. you are the... window opens. ok, you screwed us over. bad. really bad. but you could make it up. hands me the bag. "here you go sweetie." *brain stops fuctioning* iwantyouiwantyouiwantyou... ask her.. quick, please. i'm begging you. "thanks, you too." closes window. oh.. my.. god.. i fucking hate you.
afterthought
pulling onto 19. that did not go so well. and it will be a few days before you can go back. you better ask her next time asshole. it's been a year. don't make me make you play 'its raining men' on the jutebox over and over again. pull down my street. stupid kids. i wonder if i hit one and say he jumped out in front of my car the police would believe me. ::ponder:: stupid cats. i'm going to run to over this time. ::runs away:: next time you piece of shit. pulls in the driveway. i hate you.
aftermath
so, there's my story. i didn't ask out the totally hot girl yet there is and was only a 25 percent chance of me asking her out. plus, there is a 75 percent chance that she's already going out with someone... but. i want her, can you get her for me on our trip to denmark. i'll give you candy. ::wink::
|mj|
