Overheard in Oregon

by Mush on February 2, 2008 · 4 Comments · in Blurbs

In which there’s a bar moment.

Last night RB picked me up after work and took me over to the Oasis. Between the band’s sets, the bass player came and sat next to our table. There was a lit cigarette in the ashtray next to him.

An attractive woman walked up, picked up the cigarette, and took a drag. Three women at her nearby table cheered and clapped. The woman put the cigarette down, exhaled, and walked away.

The bass player turned to us with a slightly stunned look.

“Wow,” I enthused. “You know her?”

“Never seen her in all my life,” he replied.

“Was that your cigarette?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Hmm,” I said.

We all sat in silence for a moment.

“Maybe it means she wants to give you a blow job,” I opined.

“God I hope so!” he said.

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4 Responses to Overheard in Oregon

  1. Jim@HiTek says:
    February 3, 2008 at 1:26 pm

    Cool, I was at the Oasis last night too. A couple cute girls were there but they didn’t want to give me a blow job. And there was a something there. It was impossible to figure out whether it was a man or woman. Impossible.

    I’ve met ambiguous folk in bars myself. Aren’t they wonderful and mysterious? -m

  2. Only Me says:
    February 4, 2008 at 7:12 am

    Of course he hoped so.

    My only incentive to get out of bed is “Hope I get a blow today…..”

    Your ONLY incentive?! What about the joy of a job well done? -m

  3. Only Me says:
    February 6, 2008 at 1:06 pm

    meh. Bollocks to that. Just doesn’t compare…..!

    *heh* 😉 -m

  4. dharma says:
    February 10, 2008 at 4:47 pm

    I think she was doing a dare. Your friend is mighty hopeful.