So, one of the things I love about Christmas is the reminiscing that always seems to take place...this morning I was reminded about one of my favorite all-time stories...entirely non-Christmas related...it happened when one of my best friends, we will call him "Teddy", was out at a bar with some college buddy's. "Teddy" was challenged to talk to the prettiest girl in the bar...it went something like this:
Teddy: Hi...I'm "Teddy", wanna dance?
Hot Girl: No
Teddy: No what?
Hot Girl: No, I don't want to dance.
Teddy: I did not ask you to dance. You must have misunderstood me, I said you look fat in those pants.
That was the sound of "Teddy's" face getting slapped...and if you are not laughing, reread the exchange out loud...