Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Who's Driving Tonight??


Some of the crap we used to hear just standing around... it was unbelievable!

This next one comes courtesy of a couple of "glitter girls" - typical east coast female versions of the "guido".

These gals were tightly packaged, (usually) well put together, hair a mile high and more often than not, were not the brightest bunch of gals in the northeast. They were living to the image and in a lot of cases, they used so much friggin' hairspray that they had to put signs on their backs that said "Keep Away From Open Flame"!!!!

Most guys didn't have a chance of going out with one of these gals unless their hair was plastic and didn't move in a wind tunnel turned up to hurricane strength, drove a Camaro or Firebird and were named Vito, Carmine or Tony.

Anyway, the timeclock was at the front of the store, around the corner from the customer service counter. Me, BB and GF were there shooting the shit when these two come up to get smokes or something. We can see they were classic glitter girls and the wind blew through their ears as easily as it would down the street.

Anyway - they were contemplating (as best they can) who was driving for their date that night when the conversation got insane (I swear this is true!!):

Glitter-Girl #1 - "Shit - I hope Tony's not drivin' tonight..."
Glitter-Girl #2 - "Why not?"
Glitter-Girl #1 - "Because my hair don't fit in 'da Camaro..."

Needless to say, we all lost it at that very moment and just started laughing our asses off in front of these poor kids. What did we care, not like we were gettin any from those 2 that night. None of us owned (or wanted) a Camaro - (some of those bastards had the NERVE to put flourescent pink wiper arms and radio antennae on the damn cars! That's punishable by being beaten unconscious, being woken up and beaten all over again!!!!)

What really scares me is that these girls most likely reproduced... I wonder if the government ever checked into the effects of second-hand hairspray on unborn children!!
Things that make you go HMMMMMMMM.....

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