george castanza strategy
hit moe's and joe's last night for $3 pbr pitchers and the best bathroom graffiti in atlanta (according to creative loafing). most of it is stupid stuff like "phi delts are homos" with someone then crossing out "phi delt" and writing in "chi phi" and then someone else writing "frat boys suck" underneath it and then someone else writing "aephi's swallow." depending on how drunk i am i sometimes find this stuff amusing.
anyway, my two single boys are executing the george castanza strategy perfectly. to refresh your memory, george one time decided to do the opposite of what he normally did, figuring that whatever he was doing, his life couldn't get anyway worse. on the first date, he tells this chick he was unemployed, lived at home, etc. she then invites him upstairs. he's about to say yes, then changes his mind and leaves. she wants him even more. george's life gets great.
moe and joe have become players at another level. each has an average of three different dates a week. each proudly announces that he is:
brilliant.
while at m&J's, we met up with jwall and taylor, new dude in town who we met through our soccer team. some classic observations recorded while drunk 19 year-olds spilled beer on us:
anyway, my two single boys are executing the george castanza strategy perfectly. to refresh your memory, george one time decided to do the opposite of what he normally did, figuring that whatever he was doing, his life couldn't get anyway worse. on the first date, he tells this chick he was unemployed, lived at home, etc. she then invites him upstairs. he's about to say yes, then changes his mind and leaves. she wants him even more. george's life gets great.
moe and joe have become players at another level. each has an average of three different dates a week. each proudly announces that he is:
- unemployed
- lives at home with his parents
- spends most of his day at a coffee shop, the gym, and playing soccer
- has a small penis (ok, i added that one)
brilliant.
while at m&J's, we met up with jwall and taylor, new dude in town who we met through our soccer team. some classic observations recorded while drunk 19 year-olds spilled beer on us:
- "man, you know what i love about college girls? the way they smell. it's like they always just stepped out of a shower."
- "man, you know what i love about college girls? you can tell them anything. uh, hi, i'm an astronaut and just on earth for a few days. want to go out?"
- "who the fuck dances at moe's and joe's? and who the fuck wears a sports coat? does he think he's a writer?"
- "oh shit, i know who that girl is! you dated her?!?!? man, i always thought she was a lesbian." response: "no, she definitely was not."
- "last year i met the new pledges. some smartass said he heard some brother once upon a time slept with the house mom and was wondering if that was true. i said first, 'who told you that? ' and secondly had to admit 'that was me.'
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