So, last week I went looking all over for a Squirrel Nut Zippers album and finally found a copy at Best Buy as they were closing--a swinging Hot album, I should add. I decided to check-out at a register with a tall, skinny blonde behind the counter. She asked for my number. I paused.
"Can I give you my cell number?" I answered.
"Whatever floats your boat," she smiled.
I couldn't help but grin. Not because of what she said, but how she said it. Her voice reached a questionably deep tone. My grin soon turned to an uncomfortable silence. As a copy of my receipt was handed to me, the employee's name badge came into full view: "Adam."
Posted by Eric Pyle at August 11, 2005 11:58 PM
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that's HILARIOUS.
Posted by: Jordan | August 12, 2005 12:00 AM
I think I'm speechless.
Great title, by the way.
Posted by: Joel | August 12, 2005 6:50 PM
Didn't I tell you to stay away from blondes??
Posted by: Thainamu | August 14, 2005 2:56 PM