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Originally Posted by PROHD  LOL.....nope |
OH come on, PRO! You HAVE to now, you big tease! ;) LMAO
Fred Garvin added 0 Minutes and 23 Seconds later...
This is one of my more embarrassing moments of my youth.
I was 18 years old and just out of high school. My brother and I were working on our cars (he was installing his now famous “beer meister” into his car – I’ll save that story for another time – and I was replacing the clutch, pressure plate, and throw-out bearing in mine). Anyway, I had finished up my work so we took my ride to the parts store so my bro could grab some… well… parts of course. He went inside and I stayed in the car listening to some tunes.
While waiting outside another car pulled up next to mine. This older gentlemen got out and left what I can only assume was a daughter or two and their friends in the car as he also went in to get… well… I guess some car parts as well. They were all gorgeous young gals… about my age… and I couldn’t keep myself from looking in their direction.
One of them noticed me looking and pointed in my direction, gaining the attention of her friends, and the other girls stared my way, smiling, giggling, and talking amongst one another as young girls do in such a situation. Now not to toot my own horn but I was just out of high school and in great shape. I was an all-state linebacker my senior year, pretty solid, and, as one friend would later put it, “Fred, it’s not like you’re butt-ugly!” LMAO. In other words I didn’t have too much trouble attracting the opposite sex. Well I’m flattered at the attention the gals are giving me and start to flirt back… smiling, winking, mouthing certain phrases to them (their windows were up so couldn’t really communicate). Before I know it they are absolutely beside themselves laughing their arsts off… uncontrollably.
It’s about this time that the older gent comes out, they leave, a couple of the gals waving goodbye to me as the others are still laughing out loud. I’m sitting in my car thinking, “Yeah, Fred… you still got it, buddy…” when my brother returns. I start to proudly tell him of the beauties and the flirting that went on and he starts to laugh his arst off… and I’m like, “What the hell is so funny, bro? You are laughing just as hard as they were?” He goes, “Look in the mirror, Fred!”
I look in the mirror and there is a HUGE patch of black grease covering the end of my nose and my chin (see photo re-enactment).
I tell my bro to shut his trap and quit laughing as I shrink down into my seat and burn some rubber leaving that freaking parts store as fast as possible.
LMAO…