Hyperventilation

Hyperventilation

A girl sat down next to me at the library. A very attractive one. Just short of imploding when my computer time came up, I TOLD her how pretty she was. She looked totally flabbergasted, but flattered, said "thank you", then I left.

And signed back onto the computers.

Now I'm on the other side of her, trying to figure out what the fuck to say. I can't goddamn believe how much of a little PUSS I feel like right now.

Where's one of Stone's roofies when I need one?

Love,(or confusion, as Hendrix might say)
Dougie
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From a 'net review of Steel Reserve High Gravity Lager:

"This beer kicks your ass real well for very cheap. It's alittle hard to swallow sometimes, and the next morning you might feel like you got kicked in the head by a mule, but if you can find some sleezy bar slut who will drink this stuff, I guarantee you will have her head in your lap all night long."

Two cans in the fridge at home. Shit, I'm gonna need some more...............................

And yes, I
AMhyperventilating. Jesus Fuckin' Christ, I'm such a pussy...