The text is basically Hot Topic versus, I dunno, Burberry.
At a party, I don’t know anybody really, and I’m talking to these two hot girls. I’m doing fine, but not so well that I am sure I’m going to close the deal.
Out of NOWHERE, this guy who was leaving the party walks straight up to our little group, throws his arm over my shoulder and slaps me on the chest and says “I gotta go man, sorry to leave you here all alone. But we’ll hang out next week, cool?”
He turns to the girls and says “Did he tell you that he saved my life? Too modest about it! I tell him to brag but he doesn’t like to. Anyway, see you later man, tell them the story!” Then this random stranger turns and walks out of the party leaving me there with two babes waiting with baited breath for this story of my heroism.
Things turned around after that.


