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Apr. 25th, 2008 08:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annefordHere is a story about me being an idiot:
Today in dance class, I showed up in flip flops. This does not work well, but I decided to leave them on because bare feet don't slide. Well. I was dancing with this guy and the first dumb thing I did was ask "Hey, do you smell barbeque?"
The guy looks a little embarrased and says "Oh.. uh.. It's me. I was cooking before I came here."
And I was like oh noooo and I laughed and told him a bunch of lame stuff about not really caring, I was just curious, and hey, I like barbeque anyway so there are worse things to smell like.
After this retarded tirade, I promptly stepped on the back of my left flip flop with my right foot and nearly fell. Fortunately he was able to catch me.
But god, I'm the smoothest.
LOL YOU SMELL LIKE BARBEQUE, I'M GONNA FALL ON YOU NOW.
lawl. GOD.
Today in dance class, I showed up in flip flops. This does not work well, but I decided to leave them on because bare feet don't slide. Well. I was dancing with this guy and the first dumb thing I did was ask "Hey, do you smell barbeque?"
The guy looks a little embarrased and says "Oh.. uh.. It's me. I was cooking before I came here."
And I was like oh noooo and I laughed and told him a bunch of lame stuff about not really caring, I was just curious, and hey, I like barbeque anyway so there are worse things to smell like.
After this retarded tirade, I promptly stepped on the back of my left flip flop with my right foot and nearly fell. Fortunately he was able to catch me.
But god, I'm the smoothest.
LOL YOU SMELL LIKE BARBEQUE, I'M GONNA FALL ON YOU NOW.
lawl. GOD.
