It's true. If you don't believe me, you're living in a fantasy land. Say hi to Mr. Tumnus for me. Anyway, I got more proof of this this weekend.
It was a good weekend, all in all. Especially the night in question, Saturday. Went down town to Benders Tavern to see The Railbenders. Apparently the name is not coincidence since the bass player is part-owner of the bar. It was a kick in the pants, what a show! Went with Katie, Sean, Allyson, Amanda, and Bob. They had a good time too, I think. Anyway, they were hawking these beer-cozy deals at the bar, and one of the bartenders told Ally she could get two to "add padding." (Wink wink) There's some proof of men's swinly tendencies there, but the proof I speak of is coming.
So, Allyson was telling us this story, and as she was doing so, my eyes wandered. Here and there at first, but they stopped at her chest, just as she looked at me to see if I was paying attention. Well, I was, I guess. Just not in the way she was looking for. So, I've alienated one of my dearest friends. For this I am deeply sorry. Damn my wandering eyes!!!
She did say it wouldn't have been so awkward had it not been me. This makes me wonder if she still buys into the whole "Laird and Bob are boyfriends" thing.
Anyway, I'm a pig. Always will be. There's not an ass or rack that is safe from my ogling. Can't change me, just hope you all still love me.
1 comment:
It's not the wandering eyes that are the problem. I'd have to agree that all guys have those. The real problem is the drooling. I mean, sometimes the girl slips in the drool puddle, and then you have to explain, and that's just complicated. Anyway, it could've been worse - ya didn't grab her ass did ya?
-BG-
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