Teenage boys look like total creeps. The emo haircuts, bitchy and moody expressions and their psuedo political paper-stance on how the government is "just like 'v for vendetta'". they write shitty poetry and listen to talentless bands like nickelback (A band which, I still can not understand - suck from the moment a lyric is written down right up to the point when a CD is burned)
these kids would have been laughed out of town by the girls I went to school with.. but for SOME REASON it's working !
Funny Celerity story:
Last night I had the WRX out, and I stopped at the ATM. I prefer to go to grocery store ATMs because the don't charge. So I walk out of the store, and I hear the pathetic cranking of a dead battery in a D16. I look around the parking lot and there is this little Civic with a dead battery. Blonde hair in the driver's seat. Team WRX to the rescue:
In the driver's seat: 5'9", 29 or so inch waist. C cups, perky as hell. Crunched hair, freshly showered. Good lookin piece of meat right there.
In the passenger seat: The lead singer of the Black Crowes had anal with Greg Brady, gave birth to it, then kicked it and wound up with this kid. Scraggly hair, no muscle, zits and couldn't even talk. He was crying. He was CRYING.
Well the girl gets out to look for cables.. in her trunk. What a stunner. a good 4" taller than her fairy boyfriend, way more attentive to her looks and completely jaw dropping. But I have a girlfriend, she's obviously in the middle of dumping her boyfriend - I have nothing to lose at all.
We strike up conversation, I flirt with her in front of her boyfriend like he's not even there. "You got a lot of trunk in your trunk" I tell her as she's bending over the bumper. I'm staring at her ass, blatantly. She turns around "hah, you're cute". I continue staring at her, sizing her up. She's leaning into the trunk "I like what I see in there?" "Excuse me?" "You got a portfolio. You a designer?" And I keep going on with "I like how you pulled that out of there" and she's turning shades of red. Her boyfriend, standing next to me - is sniffling and just standing there.
At the end, I take the cables off the car (After making him look stupid (I told him to hook it up, then I told him to do it the wrong way and I said "Who Jim, you almost blew up the fuckin cars!")) I handed them to him and said "here, put these away" and I introduced myself to his girlfriend while he was shuffling around in his trunk...
A hug and a $5 and I'm on my way