| Ok, maybe I should not give this away but I do... This has been fieldtested and it works.
Snaps fingers
This reminds me of a story, you know when there is a really embarrassing silence. Like... nooooow.... (If it is.)
It was a girl I dated 2 years ago, did not last very long but at the time we had been dating for 2 months and I was going to meet her parents for the first time and I wanted them to get a good first impression of me since they are quite fancy people. (Preselection)
So my GF was gonna come over to my place at 8 and we would go to her parents place directly since they live close to my house. At 7 I am in the shower, getting ready. At 7.05 my GF calls and tells me that she is early and coming over to me. She just got off the bus and there is a scary looking guy following her. I just rush out of the shower, pulls on some pants, a shirt, jacket, hair still dripping wet, shampoo everywhere. Run out to meet her, slam the door and realize, my keys are in my other jacket. I ran out to meet her, takes her arm in mine (protective, loyal), glares at the scary guy and walks off with my GF.
Then I tell her that I just locked myself out and my only spare keys are with my mother who lives half an hour away. So we have to go to her parents house immediately because it is freezing and my hair is wet etc etc. I walk there yknow, with my hands thrust into my jacketpockets and I am in a bad mood, this was not at all what I was planning on. I always have a lot of stuff in my pockets so I start looking for some paper to remove the shampoo with but it just ends up with everything getting all sticky and so.
We arrive at her parents place and I decide that even if I do not look great at the time being I will try my winning personality with them. So I smile at her mother says "GFname has told me so much about you and I really cannot wait to get to know you better". (Here make your target act as the mother, holding her hand out for shaking.) And I pull my hand out of my pocket and shakes. Only my hand is not alone, something apparently stuck to my palm and I know before I look that this is not good.
(Horrified facial expression here). I look and sure enough, resting in her palm is a condom. Not used of course, still in the package but still, a condom.
So that is why I always keep my condoms in my wallet.
End of routine.
Maybe you guys think that this story is unbelievable but it works for me. Peacock enough and you will get away with almost anything.
Love
Phoenix
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