Thursday, July 31, 2008
"I'll be totally upfront, because you seem like a really cool person. I'm a sex addict."
At this point, I can no longer lose. 6-Love ³
I just castled with the rook. The ball is no longer under any shell. The 3 Card Monte has been executed again with precision.
You see there are only 2 scenarios that will now unfold.
A. She leaves me alone. Good. Now I can throw my headphones back on, and continue my journey through time and space. No need for small talk, maintenance, and the likes.
B. She’ll fuck me. Good. Now I can throw my headphones back on, and continue my journey through time and space. No need for small talk, maintenance, and the likes.
I can’t lose. Game, set, match.
“Arbitrage wins …Final score from centre court. 6-Love, 6-love, 6-Love”
That my friend is Arbitrage.
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1 comments:
I like those odds and your style. Let me know when you've developed the strategy further so that it increases the likelihood of the "she'll fuck me" response.
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