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I was in a bar today in (non-descript city bar), and this couple moves next to me. I overhear their convo as one of them asks about a certain stout that I like, so I say "Hey, that's a good beer." The guy helping them walks away, and a couple minutes later, comes this tall, brunette slice of paradise. BBW, but who are any of us to judge on the Shredog?
She checks notices the couple and says "Are you guys from Boise?!" The husband (who's wearing a college football jersey) says, "No but we're moving there in a couple weeks"
"I'm from Boise, that's the reason I asked..." she says.
And I look at her with a new level of admiration... She's not a bad looking bird by any means, but in (non-descript city) she's moderately above average... but she's pretty cute in the face - and I suddenly started thinking about Sherdog and the mythical Boise Dime. I wanna tell the guy. I wanna tell his wife/gf/fiancee/hired hooker/escort. I wanna tell the people sitting on the other side of me. I wanna tell the girl from Boise how much of a rarity she is (geograpically speaking), but it seems like it may "sound" offensive. I end up telling my female friend who I'm meeting, so that she won't think that I'm weird as I try to snap a decent picture that will do her justice. Then she ends up bringing the guy his beer and moving on.
It was then that I realized that a sherbro in the social realm is the most loneliest muthafucka of all.
She checks notices the couple and says "Are you guys from Boise?!" The husband (who's wearing a college football jersey) says, "No but we're moving there in a couple weeks"
"I'm from Boise, that's the reason I asked..." she says.
And I look at her with a new level of admiration... She's not a bad looking bird by any means, but in (non-descript city) she's moderately above average... but she's pretty cute in the face - and I suddenly started thinking about Sherdog and the mythical Boise Dime. I wanna tell the guy. I wanna tell his wife/gf/fiancee/hired hooker/escort. I wanna tell the people sitting on the other side of me. I wanna tell the girl from Boise how much of a rarity she is (geograpically speaking), but it seems like it may "sound" offensive. I end up telling my female friend who I'm meeting, so that she won't think that I'm weird as I try to snap a decent picture that will do her justice. Then she ends up bringing the guy his beer and moving on.
It was then that I realized that a sherbro in the social realm is the most loneliest muthafucka of all.
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