I remember very little about Ben's 21st last night. As far as my grey-matter is concerned, the night finished after I convinced the DJ to play "New Noise" by Refused and I wound up doing something that has left me with an almighty pain in my neck and shoulders. I've been stifling screams all day.
According to eyewitnesses, later on in the night I tried it on with some girl. Apparently though I didnt just go up and talk to her like a normal person would, I just edged ever closer to her on the dancefloor and tried to stay within her line of sight while she danced to a Rob Zombie track. I'm not sure what I thought that might achieve, maybe she'd look at me with my total lack of rhythm and get all moist
If this story is true then I really am lamer than FDR's legs
According to eyewitnesses, later on in the night I tried it on with some girl. Apparently though I didnt just go up and talk to her like a normal person would, I just edged ever closer to her on the dancefloor and tried to stay within her line of sight while she danced to a Rob Zombie track. I'm not sure what I thought that might achieve, maybe she'd look at me with my total lack of rhythm and get all moist
If this story is true then I really am lamer than FDR's legs
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I'm always entranced by men who can barely stand let alone make any type of co-ordinated dance move. If you had smiled and dribbled you'd have had her hook, line and sinker!
That first solo drive is always an experience!