My friend Macall is beautiful. She has a stunning smile and gorgeous blond hair. She is my buddy that I often take a morning coffee break with. We work at Fuller together so you can find her walking many of the same streets I do. It was only a matter of time until I had to share a few of her “pick-up” stories. Here’s one.
She was walking down the infamous Walnut street one afternoon running errands. A car drives up, slows down beside her and the driver begins to talk to her.
As Macall looks into the car she notices a young boy is in the back of the car, we assume his son.
The driver then proceeds to offer her a ride to wherever she is going: “Where you headed? I could give you a ride, I’m just on my way to the courthouse.”
Um…right. Like we’re going to get in the car with a random man, going to the courthouse, with his kid in the car.
…you need a new pick-up line
6 comments:
Love it! It's perfect. And yes, its only because of my good looks that I get creepy guys to pick up on me.Or maybe it was the slutty outfit I was wearing that day.
yeah, what is with you two and walking down the street? cause when i walk down the street exactly zero boys approach me for a date.
i swear it must just be the water here in california - the boys are CRAZY!!
at least he slowed down...
Is the courthouse not a good location for a first date?
Shoot.
he got his courting rituals mixed up.
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