Last Friday, my friends and I were partaking of some spirits at a bar downtown. Someone brought up a friend of mine and in talking about her, the guys we were with let it be known that they did not find her attractive. The girls were very surprised, personally I think she's beautiful. One of the guys called her a "5 to a 5.3". Ok. You can't bring up the 1-10 scale without questioning where you lie on it. So my big mouth said "If that's what she is, then what am I?"
Before my friend could respond, another guy walking in says "You're Indian!" in response to my question. Which is true so it was funny. Until he got his drink and came back to finish the conversation. Apparently he had dated an Indian girl once upon a time and she broke up with him and he traveled through 4 states of India to understand her better... Ok, just in case there is anyone that finds his story remotely charming he completely crossed over to potential psycho with the slicked back hair, terrible shorts, and little shark tooth grin. Fortunately my friends picked me up by the scruff of my neck and saved me from "Toothy".
Fast forward to the next Friday, a friend and I went to an outdoor concert downtown and were drinking a beer at an outdoor table. Some guy walks by, toothy as ever and says "hi" and keeps walking. I say "hey, he looks familiar" my friend says.. he should, that's the guy who went to India. wow, how come the guys like that never go away.
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