Not even a chance I noticed your abs, or the lame tattoo...that are right in my face.
It's sad enough that I have to see you around from time to time. But it's really sad that just about every time, at some point, your shirt (although there's a good chance it was just a "wife beater") seems to misplace itself. What makes you think you can live above, I should probably say below, this norm of society? You're at a social gathering walking around, flailing your stuff about. Frankly, I don't see why we aren't all responding to you as if you were a caveman, you certainly are speaking like one. Ah, now I see it! It's because cavemen didn't wear metal jewelry...that ridiculous over sized cross necklace you have on is not making since. You don't peg me as the religious type: you're wasted on a Saturday night, trying to boast about the 'hot chick' you banged last night. This is all too ironic. Wait---I'm thinking there's probably a 100% chance you were blatantly lying about the girl.
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