Sunday, May 6, 2007

5. The Godfather v 28. Crimson Tide


I took this girl to the drive-in theater to see Crimson Tide. We had always flirted but were always dating other people; now, for once, we were both single, alone, in a car, with 116 minutes to ourselves. And I was too cowardly to even, like, hold her hand. We just, like, "talked." I blame the movie. Godfather never got in my way when it came to women. Plus, maybe if I had had the 537 combined minutes of Godfather, maybe that would have been enough time to not be such a wuss.

// posted by Karl @ 9:12 AM
Comments:
nice reasons, but i'm sure after 500 minutes you still would have only asked her if she was too cold. to which she would have said, "no".
you're such a wuss. a wuss who made some choices that i agree with. but, still a wuss.
# posted by Blogger dwight : May 6, 2007 at 2:11 PM
 
I can't deny it. Wuss. We did do some tickling, I think. But really, when it comes down to it, tickling just isn't very satisfying.
# posted by Blogger Karl : May 6, 2007 at 2:21 PM
 
...unless, apparently, you're in the capable, probing, soft hands of Jeff.
# posted by Blogger Karl : May 6, 2007 at 2:26 PM
 
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