what’s a _________ like you doing in a ___________ like this?
whoever makes me laugh the hardest will get a postcard from england.
in a related note, i am very sorry for the shit quality of the blogging around here. i am very tired, very anxious to get to england next week, and very caught up in the real world. i will try and blog this weekend – but just like a romance, i can’t simply force my hand… *
*stolen from shiv.
have a good weekend, folks. go out there, love someone, make something, walk somewhere, and sleep late.
are you really going to england, you lucky girl? maybe i’m just blind and dumb, but i don’t remember you mentioning this before. forgive me if you have.
here’s what i had to say:
what’s a banana like you doing in a split like this?
just because i just ate a banana, you have to deal with my boring humour. ^_^
“What’s a guy like you doing in a girl like this?”
It doesn’t sound as good as the first rendition I told my boyfriend (“What’s a guy like you *not* doing in a girl like me?”) but I still couldn’t resist.
Have fun and love lots in England.
what’s a tourist like you doing in a pub like this?
- lefty
guy. Coat.
….squirrel….pair of pants….
…nice bird …aeroplane
Not an unlikely chat up line on an overnight to London. Let’s hope they don’t confiscate your razor sharp response at security.
right. quick, dave, give me a razorsharp response. otherwise i will have to resort to smacking him in the face with my pocketbook.
Nah, I like your idea better…