The girl in the dining hall
We went to DC this weekend. On Sunday, Mrs. G and myself went to lunch with our two friends at a dining hall on the campus of American University, where they went to college.
Across the dining hall from us was a group of four nerdy girls, the type of girls who don't even realize that they have a vagina yet.
On the way out of the cafeteria, I approached one girl -- big black afro, pale, ghostlike skin -- and confessed something to her.
"Hi there we had an English class together last year boy oh wow was that class hard or what I think you look really nice and seem like a nice person and I really like you a lot okay bye."
I was staring at the floor the entire time. Then I gently walked away as I heard this table gasp and then giggle.
Across the dining hall from us was a group of four nerdy girls, the type of girls who don't even realize that they have a vagina yet.
On the way out of the cafeteria, I approached one girl -- big black afro, pale, ghostlike skin -- and confessed something to her.
"Hi there we had an English class together last year boy oh wow was that class hard or what I think you look really nice and seem like a nice person and I really like you a lot okay bye."
I was staring at the floor the entire time. Then I gently walked away as I heard this table gasp and then giggle.
posted by Gregg G. at 11:51 AM
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