Naroomina and I were lurking around the hole last night blind drunk. And I mean really really drunk. And guess what. We saw the REAL Robbie. And guess what again. He's actually kind of hot. We both agreed. He was stamping wrists on the door at SoBar.
When I saw that he's hot, naturally I had to go up and make an absolute dick of myself. I told him he's on my Facebook page and then told him my name like he was supposed to know me. He looked at me blankly. Probably because he has like 60 million Facebook friends. I have 68. Then my shoe fell off. I said something about his dentist and walked away. Okay I didn't say it, it was more like a slur.
Then I stumbled home and passed out.
P.S. Derek passed away from lung cancer early Friday morning. Hole regulars may know Derek as the middle-aged man in the yellow 2nds World shirt who practically lived at the hole weekdays after work. It's sad. Derek was a sweetie. Bad Smell is devastated as they were very close.
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..Classy ladies
Having studied Robbie's Facebook behaviour yesterday afternoon, I have decided he is going back into the tool category, which no amount of blandly inoffensive good looks can cancel out.
In fact he is so much of a tool, I swear I could makeover my garden with him.
Having made Robbie into an internet celebrity, perhaps he doesn't realise that I can also destroy him. It's a very Pygmalionesque situation.
Can we still use the stalking phone for stalking purposes ?
RIP Derek
Breaking News: I'm Hideous When I'm Drunk
arnt you hideous anyway?
So let's see. It took you over a day to think of that 'witty' comment?
That's just sad.
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