Mystery solved: I'm borderline retarded.
Turns out that the mystery woman from the coffee shop is actually... (wait for it)... (wait for it)... my upstairs neighbor. In all fairness to me, she just moved in and I've only officially met her once. But Jesus - I don't even have alcohol to blame for this one. I'm just an out-an-out moron.
Deftly changing the subject, I've got some fun Scamper news that I'll tell you about later in the week. Are you whetted yet?
Turns out that the mystery woman from the coffee shop is actually... (wait for it)... (wait for it)... my upstairs neighbor. In all fairness to me, she just moved in and I've only officially met her once. But Jesus - I don't even have alcohol to blame for this one. I'm just an out-an-out moron.
Deftly changing the subject, I've got some fun Scamper news that I'll tell you about later in the week. Are you whetted yet?
5 Comments:
How'd you find out who the girl is?
I went to my house and she was there.
This is top to bottom disappointing.
Agreed. Retell this story and work some strippers into it.
Hey, I never claimed to be an interesting moron. Just a moron.
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