Singles hot line
2 nights ago my roommate and I got trashed at a bar and he was pretty disappointed not to have picked up any girl so he joined some singles hotline. I made fun of him as i've been with my girlfriend for over a year and al, and he can easily pick up women without meeting chicks on the hotline. Well last night he convinced me to go meet up with 2 chicks in Verdun, a shitty Montreal neighborhood (He didn't know it was shitty yet and i kept telling him) as i'm the only one with a car he begged me to take him there.
So i decided to say OK
So we drove down to the beautiful Verdun Ghetto and knocked on some shithole's door.
Oh my fuckin god you should've seen the FAT chicks that answered us. Like extremely fat! My roommate and i start laughingand he said let's get all the alcohol we need form then. So we went in.
The stench was unbearable and all they had was water or juice. The floor was sticky and my roommate felt like barfing. So we sat down and my old vacuum salesman instinct took over and i led the conversation saying i had an exam tomorrow, etc...
One of the fat chicks started to talk about her ex husband (she was 23!!!) and her kid. She took out pictures, we knew we were trapped.
We were subtly making fun of them and my roommate asked for my keys to go get the "beer" in my car. So he went out and i was trapped with those 2 fatasses. I told them "wtf is he doin? hold on i'll go check on him"
As soon as i cleared the door i started running like crazy to the car. Obviously the car was already running and warm. So we hopped in and bailed in a huge tire burn.
That was some funny shit, it felt like busting out of prison, freeing ourselves from the captivity of the fat ass bitches and the horrible stench.
We got home laughing, what a weird night!
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