i was at oracle today, and in the lobby of the 400 building they had flowers out for sale, just in case you forgot to get roses for your honey.
notably, the roses were being sold by some really hot chick wearing incredibly tight pants.
so what’s worse: you are so daft that you forgot to buy flowers and had to be reminded on valentine’s day, or that you were only reminded because there was a hot chick selling the flowers?
don’t look at me, i didn’t have to resort to such base tactics. i plan ahead.
dinner. at a real restaurant. that serves chocolate. in everything.
flowers, my ass.
Posted at February 14, 2005 7:04 PMi think the real question is:
how many guys bought flowers from hotpants just even though they’re going home to v-d with a tivo and turkey pot pie.
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