We go into Home Depot. Where we live at least part of the time these days. In an effort to show a young man how to impress a lady Bob asked me to get in line seperately so no one would know we were together. Then he proceeded to display his talents for the fella (who just happens to work there at the depot)
Bob approaches the little check out gal with his items. As she's ringing him up, he smiles all charming like, and asks ....... "Is that a prison tattoo on the back of your neck?"
"No!" She responds, shocked at the question. "It's my daughter's birth date, weight, and length."
Standing behind Bob in line, try as I might, I could not surpress a little snigger. Ok...ok. It was a full out belly-laugh.
Poor Bob.
Sal, did I "have" you at Home Depot? Or did I "lose" you at Home Depot? LOL!
Say, did I tell ya, I got privacy film for my bathroom window. Now I can leave my blinds up and run around nakie and nobody knows. Still ..... I keep wondering why all those folks keep standing on the other side of the street laughing??????
Denny, you know Bob's always happy to help out a fellow girl watcher. LOL!
Barman, mine will too eventually. I figure first time I put the color on my hair and walk around but nakie with a slim head....that oughta do it.
Sal, I'll clear a window panel for ya, baby. Just take your pepto before you peek.
Jam, labia.
Sal, you can use pepto for anything.
Mone, If I helped Bob, I'd be keeping all these lovely ladies from their daily chuckle. LOL!
Manny, he does have an odd kind of game, doesn't he? The gals around here love him. Yesterday we went into a little family owned south-western restaurant. The gal that waited on us was in training and trailing another server. Bob asked for a number 2. Course there's no such thing as a number 2. But the girl looked and looked trying to figure it out. Finally the guy training her stopped laughing long enough to say, "Naw there isn't a number two. He's being mean again. You'll get used to it."
I see Bob has not read "How to Win Friends and Influence People". What an odd question to ask someone. I bet she shared that with a few people.