Thursday, May 22, 2003

 

5/22/03

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"Ryan, why don't you juss...y'know....draw an exact portrait of her and then give it to her? I'm sure she'd be all over you, bro."
"You know how hard it is to draw perfection?"
"Bro, you're a playa and you don't even know it."
"Oh yeah.... I'm anything but a playa. I don't even like the concept of a playa. Do you have so much pride that you can't admit to liking a lady? Trust me, its a lot more enjoyable when you actually care for the girl."
"Admitting to liking a girl? Dude, you have the biggest problem with that out of all of us." "Word."
"You wanna know the truth? I've learned that for me, admitting to a girl that I like I her juss doesn't work out. Whenever I've let it slipped, it juss killed it. It ended everything we had together beforehand. I prefer good conversation and then one moment when we're alone and the mood is right, lean in."
"Hold up. Alone? Right mood? Lean in? You sound like a fricking chick flick, homie. And with who have you done all this with?!"
"Look, I'm not one to kiss and tell. And even if I did tell you, I don't think you'd know any of them.""
"Mmmmhmmm.....looks someone has too much pride to admit to liking a girl." "Word."
"There's a difference of admitting affection and being a raconteur of affection."
"Racka-wha? That means like um...storytelling, right?" "Word." "Bro, juss tell us a story. We need some entertainment right now!"
"Hey, Ruuuuuuuuuu-ben won!"
"Word." "Wait....who?!"

An example of the deep, deep, deep conversations of the 3 Amigos.

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I was confirmed yesterday. It was fun. But what I want to know is, how come the parents grubbed out on all our grub while we were taking pictures?! What in the loveable hell?!
I have to go to this important formal celebration tommorow evening. I wasn't even made aware of it until this morning. I have to serenade a girl, hand her a rose and waltz for about 15 minutes. After that, I can mingle, mingle, mingle like Kris Kringle, Kringle, Kringle. Within my head will be a jingle, jingle, jingle. If I'm lucky, I'll find a girl that gives me a mental tingle, tingle, tingle.
Yay, I"m bored! OoOoWeE!

Docking out...
-Ryan : as filipino as non-punctuality

Ryan posted this at 11:04 PM.