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PICTURE
OF THE WEEK
September 22, 2003

When
Sean and I first met we were broke. And we were dorks. Today
not much has changed. However, we used to like to go out and
get drunk at bars. However, we didn't have enough money to
get drunk and were forced to sit soberly and watch guys in
shiny bowling shirts with flame trim get all the hot chicks
while Sean and I had to ride home in his '85 Ford Escort Station
Wagon (aka Red Thunder) alone.
One day
we came up with an idea that allowed us to spend little to
no money and have fun at swanky bars on our own terms. And
it also ensured that we would never get laid, which was good
because it probably would have been a complete shock to either
of our systems and Sean had a girlfriend at the time.
So,
we went to Staples and bought $8 dollars worth of make your
own inkjet business cards. Then we went to the .99 Cent Store
and bought $5 worth of rainbow erasers. Then we went home
and downloaded a piece of cute bunny and baby chick clip-art.
We combined all three using Microsoft Publisher into the awesomest
business card in the history of awesome.
Once
we made the cards we both put on jeans and old sweatshirs
and headed to 3 Clubs. Inside the club we each ordered a beer
and hid out in a corner booth until the bar got really full.
Then we spread out and set down a card and an eraser on every
table in the place. It made people really pissed. Nobody wants
to be reminded that there are hungry people in the world,
especially on a Friday night when they're drinking an $8 apple
martini and waiting for their coke dealer to call them back
on their cell. Hardly any of the people took the time to read
the card all the way through, and the very few that did laughed
and laughed. Or, wanted to beat us up.
Try it
next time you go out for a night on the town. You'll be glad
that you did. Unless you are trying to get laid and/or not
beaten up. If so, then you'll be really angry at us. Sorry. |
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