Happy Turkey Day!

I love thanksgiving weekend. There is so much delicious food to eat, you get to see family you haven’t in a while and you can nap a lot and blame it on the turkey. So, like I mentioned earlier, I was going to post a picture up by the end of the week. Consider this my way of saying thanks for your continued readership… or consider it a cheap way to lure you back… or consider it an excuse for me to be the exhibitionist that I am. I snapped this while I was getting ready to hit the bars the other night.




Some of the pick up techniques by guys last night were golden:

I’m not trying to pick you up or anything but can I get your number?

Your roommate seems to really like my roommate, and I really like you so you should come home with me right now.

I hear good dancers are good fucks. Prove it.

[I was having slight dress issues at the time. Boisterous dancing + strapless = bad.] Your dress doesn’t seem to want to stay on. Come back to my place and just let it be.

Oh shit. I gave out my number to a huge creeper. Now don't go thinking I give out my number to everyone I meet. This guy, who was saved in my phone at the time as "Creeper Man," has called 3 times today and has left 2 voicemails. The first one wasn't sketchy, just a "Hey, it was nice meeting you, have a good thanksgiving." The next one was so long he got cut off. I'd listen to it again to catch all the eerie details but I'm too lazy. Here's the jist, "I'd like to get to know you better, I'll be in town next weekend, I might be moving there, I don't know what to say as I don't know you, I'm a pretty chill guy, easy to please, I want to know things about you, like what's your favourite colour, what you do for fun..." I bet he'll call 3-4 more times before he gets the hint that I'm not going to pick up. Am I a jerk for not answering the phone after I intentionally gave out my number? No, alcohol fucks with my intentions. Could I tell him that on the phone? Yes, but he's a weirdo and I'd rather not have to speak with him.