Billy and the Boingers
I think I smell. What other explanation could there be? You see, recently I've tried to organize a weekly Lost party at my house only to have one person show up on a regular basis. Now, it's not like I don't really really appreciate that person coming to my house - I really do. It's just that I had envisioned more than one person coming over. Somehow though, it seems like you need more than one guest to have a party.
So then, just earlier this week, I tried to organize a trip to a local Indian/Pakistani restaurant for dinner, but everyone bailed. Sure, it's been rescheduled, but come on. Seriously. This is getting ridiculous.
Of course, I came to the only logical conclusion: I smell. I can't smell me, but apparently I smell. Isn't that true? You can't smell your own scent? Your musk? I'm not sure what a musk is, but I must have it. What other reason could there be for people to continually ditch me? There isn't one.
posted by Jeff @ 12:12 PM
5 Comments:
No Jeff. You don't smell. I like the scent of Old Spice. Really. I do.
Oh snap!
Jeffy you don't smell. Much.
everytime i smell a whiskey sour, i think it smells like you. maybe THAT'S your problem...everyone thinks you're an alocholic
Ewww, you used the word musk to describe a person's personal smell. That is nasty. THAT is why you have no friends.
No, really, weekday night activities are hard to get people to show up to. Like 100 people are invited to my Stitch N Bitch every week, and only about 15-20 show up. It's especially hard when it's every week because people think, "I'll just go next week."
The restaurant failure is just a coincidence that life has sent to you make you doubt yourself. Much like getting only TWO callbacks out of THIRTEEN and people HATING ME at the one I've gone to so far. All of a sudden I think I've turned into a horrible person. But I'm not (I hope). And you are still the same lovable Jeff!
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