a car full of girls screaming at me...
it was a cool autumn afternoon. after a long humid summer, i was especially excited about having an opportunity to drive around in my convertible without having to sweat like a ten dollar hooker at a confession.
the traffic light turned and i had to stop and wait... wait for the light to change to green, so i may take off again. while waiting, i had this feeling that someone was looking at me... it's a strange sensation, especially because normally i am so busy staring at other people (and when i say people what i mean is girls... cute girls...) so anyway, as flock of seagulls belching out "and i ran so far away" blared out of my $19.99 radio shack speakers, i slowly turned my head, and could not believe what i saw...
there was a car full of girls next to me and they were all looking at me... believe it or not... this embarassed me for some reason... so i acted like a cool guy, a kind of a cool guy who is used to having girls stare at... yeah, baby... i am cool like that...
i could hardly believe what happened next. i could hear them saying something... so i look over, and they are all pointing at me and saying something... something that i could hardly understand... it sounded like... you are so hot... or perhaps... your car is on fire...
what! my car is on fire? i looked back at my engine compartment and sure enough... there was smoke coming out of it... the fact that my car was on fire did not phase me much... however, the embarassment that these girls were not actually looking at me thinking that i was hot... now, that bothered me...i mean... come on... for once, why can't you just think that i am hot!!! for once, why can't i just be cool like that?
so anyway, after the fire truck which arrived shortly, and my car was removed from the streets. i was stuck at a gas station calling my friend to give me a ride home...
oh what a tragic ending to such a fine day...
i think a good way to meet a girl would be to just hit her car with your car. that way, you would have to exchange phone numbers...
the traffic light turned and i had to stop and wait... wait for the light to change to green, so i may take off again. while waiting, i had this feeling that someone was looking at me... it's a strange sensation, especially because normally i am so busy staring at other people (and when i say people what i mean is girls... cute girls...) so anyway, as flock of seagulls belching out "and i ran so far away" blared out of my $19.99 radio shack speakers, i slowly turned my head, and could not believe what i saw...
there was a car full of girls next to me and they were all looking at me... believe it or not... this embarassed me for some reason... so i acted like a cool guy, a kind of a cool guy who is used to having girls stare at... yeah, baby... i am cool like that...
i could hardly believe what happened next. i could hear them saying something... so i look over, and they are all pointing at me and saying something... something that i could hardly understand... it sounded like... you are so hot... or perhaps... your car is on fire...
what! my car is on fire? i looked back at my engine compartment and sure enough... there was smoke coming out of it... the fact that my car was on fire did not phase me much... however, the embarassment that these girls were not actually looking at me thinking that i was hot... now, that bothered me...i mean... come on... for once, why can't you just think that i am hot!!! for once, why can't i just be cool like that?
so anyway, after the fire truck which arrived shortly, and my car was removed from the streets. i was stuck at a gas station calling my friend to give me a ride home...
oh what a tragic ending to such a fine day...
i think a good way to meet a girl would be to just hit her car with your car. that way, you would have to exchange phone numbers...
posted by larrykim | 4:17 PM
5 Comments:
HAHAHA...I had that same car for one day. It died on the way home from the used car dealer. I traded it in for a 68 bug.
Fiat X19 right?
Which fire was that? I think you had seven different fires in that thing, didn't you? Or was it just seven major fires and several more minor ones that you never mentioned? That car was fire engine red for a good reason, I remember that.
little things, yup yup yup, that's the car...
steve, it was the major one in which fire truck had to come rescue me.
That's a bummer. I"m sure that while they were panicking about your fire, they were ALSO thinking how hot you are ;)
jy, yeah, that is what i believe... i am too sexy for my car. too sexy by far...
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