Sunday, August 06, 2006

"Why haven't you asked me on a date?!?"



I drunkenly cornered one of my guy friends this weekend and actually said this to his face. Not because I wanted to go out with him- and I think he was on a date at the time that I pulled this stunt- but because I was annoyed that he had never hit on me before we got to be really good friends. WHAT. Who acts like that?! I also may have told one of my friends that if he wasn't so young, I'd sleep with him in order to make his ex jealous. I thought I was being really vampy and all-sexylike with this creepy comment. He, in turn, looked vaguely horrified and hightailed it out of the conversation. Real becoming conduct, Brandy. That's what happens when we drink straight rum right out of the flask. Yuck. [CUE: Isn't She Lovely by Stevie Wonder]

You just wait til those boys got a look at me in this month's GLAMOUR, on your newsstand now! Turn to page 310 to see me making a merry jackass out of myself. I bet my dance card is going to be chock-a-block after this latest exercise in depravity. Enjoy!

5 comments:

bobbydrano said...

hrmmmmmm...

anne altman said...

LOVE THIS!

Julie Klausner said...

How come you still look super-hot? Is that fair?

Colleen said...

oh...you DARED! to perspire! we've all said completely inappropriate things after the flask is employed. you just remember them funnily.

Lianne Stokes said...

OHMIGAWD! Brans, you're F-A-M-Ous!!!!!

And hot too!