The other day I walked into my ridiculously upscale apartment building. An older gentleman swaggered over to me…
"You are so beautiful….and I'm drunk…very, very, very drunk."
Yeah, so that didn't do much for me. I don't think a plastered man giving you a compliment will ever do much of anything.
11 comments:
hmmmmm, I don't know about that. Maybe you're being too selective on whom you take compliments from. When I was in Vegas a couple of years ago (okay, like 6) i got cat-called by some girls in a very nice geo metro who were almost undoubtedly very drunk...top..of..the..world. I STILL don't think my head has shrunk back down to normal size.
Whatever - whether that guy was drunk or not you're still hot
yeah- that guy told me i was hot too
ha ha ha :)
I agree with Livi! So, last night at enrichment we had a luau and danced the huki lau...it brought back memories of doing the huki lau in your basement while your dad played for us! I admit, I cried a little! I miss you and think about you all the time! You are super hot, and I'm NOT very very drunk! Love ya!
Wow, i can't believe you remember what day my birthday is!!! You're amazing!
Loved the beef vs. pork. Isn't it like that "Chicken of the Sea" thing where Jessica Simpson thought it was really chicken? Random thought...
All I can say about the very very drunk guy is: CLASSY.
Really??? That line works like a charm on me.
yeah, you think it would work, but it didn't. :)
nice, you've gotta love NYC! you never know who or what you'll run into!
I followed the link from Heather's blog. All i say was the bottle and the title, and I thought 'this can't be Malia's page. Oh, my gosh, NYC has corrupted her.' I felt much better when I read your blog. LOL
ha ha ha! yes, NYC has corrupted me, but not in that respect. :)
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