Monday, February 22, 2010
The cousin, not being interested in the above mentioned meat-head, politely explained that she was engaged and unavailable (a total lie).
When the bar had closed my friend and his cousin were outside waiting on a cab when out walks meat-head.
The exchange went like this:
Meat-Head: "Don't tell me this is the guy you were talking about?"
My Friend: "Oh, nah man... she's just my sister."
Meat-Head: "Your sister? Well I guess I know who got all the looks in the family." (as he points to my friend, not the cousin)
The meat-head may have gotten blown off in the bar but I think he got the final laugh on this one. We now refer to our friend as "Pretty Boy."