Category: Randomosity…

A woman has a close male friend. This means that he is probably interested in her, which is why he hangs around so much. She sees him strictly as a friend. This always starts out with, you’re a great guy, but I don’t like you in that way.

This is roughly the equivalent for the guy of going to a job interview and the company saying, You have a great resume, you have all the qualifications we are looking for, but we’re not going to hire you. We will, however, use your resume as the basis for comparison for all other applicants. But, we’re going to hire somebody who is far less qualified and is probably an alcoholic. And if he doesn’t work out, we’ll hire somebody else, but still not you. In fact, we will never hire you. But we will call you from time to time to complain about the person that we hired.

The greatest analogy in the world…;)

My buddy Kev, he loves the smell of Grand Marnier. At Greg’s B-Day he kept grabbing my fresh snifters of this nectar of the Gods and smelled it like it was intoxicating. Well, about the second or third time he does this, I just look at him like he’s crazy, and he’s says the following.

“I don’t know what it is man, I love the smell of Gramma in the morning.”
My inner wheels flare to life…I grab my Sansa, activate it, and ask Kevin to please repeat that.

So in the midst of everyone getting sloppy drunk and singing to karaoke, I now have proof that my buddy kevin is hip on the smell of grandma 😉

Will be posted here shortly!!!!