Thursday, February 26, 2009

“Have a seat, fatty”

Imagine your not-slimmest guy. Not fat. But a guy who focus’ on his charm and charisma rather than his looks and steel-abs at the bar when he picks up girls*, comes up and asks you if he could sit down next to you in the (crowded) sofa.

And you rise and say, “No worries, mate, I need to walk off some extra weight anyway”.


*If now that’s his preference – who am I to judge!?

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