I hit on a girl once.
I'll be quite honest, it was two girls.
Oh, alright - in the interest of full disclosure: I had a rolled up chart on my person for some reason or other, and I randomly bopped them on the head for a little while.
You could say I ... tapped that. (goddammit, where are my dramatic sunglasses?!)
Judging me for that god-awful pun? Well, screw you, deal with it, because that pun is the closest I'll ever get to this particular woman, who has, to put it lightly, matured rather well. By which I mean she's (studying to be) a doctor. (A really hot one.)
Oh, and involved with some lucky European fellow. Fuck you, Scott, because in all fairness, I never had a snowball's chance in hell anyway.
... what else, what else ... ?
Oh, yes. I've taken to adapting popular songs for string quartet. It's not half bad, you can give it a listen - guaranteed to sound orders of magnitudes better with, you know, a real quartet.
Birthday coming up, so soon? Fuck. I hate having to figure out gifts.
I'll be quite honest, it was two girls.
Oh, alright - in the interest of full disclosure: I had a rolled up chart on my person for some reason or other, and I randomly bopped them on the head for a little while.
You could say I ... tapped that. (goddammit, where are my dramatic sunglasses?!)
Judging me for that god-awful pun? Well, screw you, deal with it, because that pun is the closest I'll ever get to this particular woman, who has, to put it lightly, matured rather well. By which I mean she's (studying to be) a doctor. (A really hot one.)
Oh, and involved with some lucky European fellow. Fuck you, Scott, because in all fairness, I never had a snowball's chance in hell anyway.
... what else, what else ... ?
Oh, yes. I've taken to adapting popular songs for string quartet. It's not half bad, you can give it a listen - guaranteed to sound orders of magnitudes better with, you know, a real quartet.
Birthday coming up, so soon? Fuck. I hate having to figure out gifts.
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