martedì 22 marzo 2011

Murphy's Law


It's raining, and it's a cold saturday evening; you are waiting under your umbrella. Awful scenario.
In the next scene you are kissing a guy in a warm place. This scenario is much better.

But. But after kissing for a while, you want to explore a little bit more, don't you? So, inside your little mind -dazed by hormones- three question pup-up.

a. How messy is my flat?
Did you ever notice? The right place it's always the girls flat. Maybe because they always have "primary stuff to survive", like drinkable water and toilet paper.
b. Am I wearing grandma underwear?
Not sexy at all, and -maybe- with some hole here and there.
c. When was the last time I shaved?
This week or this month? Or was last year?!

Now, if after kissing for a while, the girl says that she's going home alone, it's Murphy fault. Guys, do not blame her.

Because if I can answer:
a. Just clean it.
b. Lace.
c. Yesterday
…no one he's going to kiss me.

Better wear grandma underwear.

Ophelia

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