Sunday, December 2, 2007

Birth date Tattoo

Well now that I have ventured back into the realms of dating I have come across this exceptionally scary phenomenon.

Commonly know as the 16 year old going on 23!!!

I will set the scene for you:

You decide to go out for some drinks with the lads at the local trendy hang out; you know the place (R26 for a beer trendy). Unfortunately this is where the belters hang out in packs looking to snag some Porsche driving prize. I display my Toyota keys and they part like the red sea, this is a great ploy to get to the bar.

As the night wears on you notice there is this picture of angelic perfection giving you the eye. My God is she wearing anything? Just the bare minimum, for a moment you thought it was a strip club. You approach and she starts to giggle (warning bell number 1) grown women don’t giggle at the drop of a hat unless they were kicked in the head by a horse as a child.
You exchange pleasantries, the usual banter: weather, this is a cool jol, what’s your cup size etc. She shows interest, Ha the advertisers of Axe deo weren’t lying!!
She seems ok, but there is this niggling doubt in the back of your mind. It is a no under 25’s place so shouldn’t the Nigerian at the door check ID’s (remember these are the same people of the 419 scam fame), so no!!

Short of there being a law passed that had birth date tattooed on everyone foreheads, here is the “Run Forrest” test to make sure that your prospective partner is not part of a tag a release program because of age.

Who is your favourite Barney character?
Mid terms where a bitch, especially maths!
Justin Timberlake is cool for an older guy?
Where are you going for matric holidays?
I like blue smarties, what’s your favourite?


Now if in the course of the conversation you drop in a couple of these questions and she answers the correctly for a 16 year old, RUN LIKE THE WIND!!!!

If you still have doubts and want to stick about just ask your self this question, Will I enjoy being Babba’s prison bitch?

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