bixbygrendel

"........proving once again that every real woman wants, just wants a good ride. And that the best ride in town is this moto pyscho."

At least that's the conclusion that I came to this afternoon.

Now I just need to figure out what I want out of life. Move. Stay.School. Full time artist. What's the best lookin guy in town (no matter which town he's in) to do?

Nothing to stay for. Nothing to particularily leave for either though.

Schools more expensive here.
Moving costs balance it out.

The worst part is that I don't think I'll really care either way.

Well all that matters is that I'm stupid handsome. Hmmm... if only I knew how to use that to my advantage. Curse these devilshly handsome good looks and stunning personality.


Let me share a story with yah.
So I go into Golfs Carwash, since that where I get my smokes. The girl working is cute. (Golfs is good for this) She has a flower on her pants, right on her butt.
I say to her "I couldn't help but notice you have a flower on yer butt."
She says "I know. Isn't it cute."
I ask, "Which, the flower or your butt?"
"Both". She says flirtaiously.
To which I responde. "Then yes."
I got that "oh you" look from her and the guy working looks at me, smiles encouragingly in that "You're too much." kind of way.
Yeah. I never miss an opportunity to be a flirt. And I'm good at it. Of course I am. It's me.