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So, I had a genuine moment of, "I would do this man, right now," the other night. I know, I was surprised, too.
It wasn't sexual so much as it was the Cro Magnon-esc realization that a suitable companion has been located, bash them with a stick and drag them to your cave.
... shut up.
Anyway, so I went to a birthday party at Olive Garden, and realized that my silverware options included two identical forks with three tongs, instead of the usual four. So I, of course, grabbed one in each hand, tucked them into my sleeves, and went, "Rawr! Imma T-Rex!"
However, upon brief reflection, I realized aloud, "No, wait. I'm an allosaurus. T-Rexs had two fingers, not three." And the guy to my right goes, "You know, I was just about to say that."
And, CLEARLY, our hind brains kicked in, because we both had a moment where we eyed one another and thought, 'Soul mate?' But his girlfriend was sitting on his other side and our waiter came with more breadsticks, thus transferring my affections to him.
And so, my first 'moment' died; not with a bang, but with a mouthful of bread.
It wasn't sexual so much as it was the Cro Magnon-esc realization that a suitable companion has been located, bash them with a stick and drag them to your cave.
... shut up.
Anyway, so I went to a birthday party at Olive Garden, and realized that my silverware options included two identical forks with three tongs, instead of the usual four. So I, of course, grabbed one in each hand, tucked them into my sleeves, and went, "Rawr! Imma T-Rex!"
However, upon brief reflection, I realized aloud, "No, wait. I'm an allosaurus. T-Rexs had two fingers, not three." And the guy to my right goes, "You know, I was just about to say that."
And, CLEARLY, our hind brains kicked in, because we both had a moment where we eyed one another and thought, 'Soul mate?' But his girlfriend was sitting on his other side and our waiter came with more breadsticks, thus transferring my affections to him.
And so, my first 'moment' died; not with a bang, but with a mouthful of bread.
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