Kitty Litter
Friday, June 03, 2005
YHHBT Moment 4: Ex Factor
Several years ago, when Polar Bearball and I first started dating, we ran into an ex of mine who was a model (let’s call him The Model). The Model liked to show off his assets by wearing skintight shirts (the better to show you my pecs with, dear).
To The Model’s credit, he was friendly; he walked over and greeted me. Polar Bearball took one look at him and sneered; I knew I was in for serious trash talk re my taste in men later. I tried to avert disaster by introducing them, then claiming we were late for a prior appointment.
Unfortunately, Polar Bearball took aim and got a shot in before we left. Smiling broadly, he shook The Model’s hand and said in a mock-cheerful voice, “So you’re the sort of bloke whose muscles won’t quit and whose mind hasn’t begun?”
Luckily, The Model missed the insult completely and thanked him; thank heaven for small mercies.
To The Model’s credit, he was friendly; he walked over and greeted me. Polar Bearball took one look at him and sneered; I knew I was in for serious trash talk re my taste in men later. I tried to avert disaster by introducing them, then claiming we were late for a prior appointment.
Unfortunately, Polar Bearball took aim and got a shot in before we left. Smiling broadly, he shook The Model’s hand and said in a mock-cheerful voice, “So you’re the sort of bloke whose muscles won’t quit and whose mind hasn’t begun?”
Luckily, The Model missed the insult completely and thanked him; thank heaven for small mercies.
posted by Kitty Litter at 8:44 PM
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