Monday, May 6, 2002

Shouldn't You be Extinct by now?

Ok, so the top ten list for today is:
The Top Ten Ways to Make a Group of Girls Say “Dear God!” (and not in the good way)

10). Make sure your car is absolutely filthy. Allow it to fester in the sun until it’s growing its own species of bacteria and then drive by with your head out the window and “growl” at us. That does wonders for everyone’s ego.
9). Cruise by with your seat so far back that you can’t see over the dash, reach the pedals or even read the clock. Oh yeah, baby. I’d leap right into that deathtrap, no questions asked!
8). Hiss/spit, make that “fttttttttttt” sound or do other such noises at us while at a stoplight. We’re trapped but that doesn’t mean the ‘captive audience’ rule applies. Ever.
7).Make sure you’re blaring some god-awful song, too. In an attempt to prove your masculinity, you drive down Grand River Avenue blaring a techno remix of Rhinestone Cowboy? I think not.
6). Drive an incredibly expensive car (complete with shiny rims and a huge stereo) and just watch us switch to Freudian mode.
5). Pretend you’re Michael Jackson. That’s right… complete with one glove, red leather jacket and greasy, nasty hair.
4). Stare at us while we’re at the stoplight. That’s right. Don’t even blink or snicker, smile or even try to wave. Just . . . stare.
3). Honk your horn incessantly. It’ll get our attention, surely but there’s no guarantee we’ll stop unless you’re trying to warn us there’s an axe murderer in the back seat.
2). Moan at us as you drive by. Mmhm. That’s right, nothing turns me on more than a stranger moaning at me as he and his buddies drive by in a car… (add twenty brownie points if I moan back and you nearly crash the car. That’s interesting if not hilarious)
1). Wear your hair in a mullet. Dress in a wifebeater, drive a penis-car and stare out the window at me while you’re at the light and there’s no way for me to get away.

Any one of these, or even a combination of the aforementioned attributes are sure to get you noticed. Noticed but not liked and certainly not dated. Please note that we are intelligent creatures and … for the most part, your best laid plans are often transparent and rather laughable.
Here’s a little hint, boys…

Don’t be something you’re not. We don’t like false people just like you don’t like fake boobs (well, some of you don’t).

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