The Fatal Flaw

Sorry for the lack of posts lately. It appears that both of us have been busy, or uninspired. Eric has been tied up with some drunken prostitutes and money laundering schemes, and I was in a coma for a week or so. They woke me up like Ariel Sharon. Oy vey!

Getting to "serious" matter, now. I was in class the other day and couldn't help noticing the girl next to me. Of course, because of the proximity, it's kind of difficult to actually turn your head and get a good look without seeming sleazy. The body language was pretty good, though, I could tell she kept looking in my direction. toward the end of the class, I stand up, look at her, and she had just rolled up her sleeves. Bad move! Her arms were pretty much as hairy as mine... and I'm a pretty hairy guy! That's the fatal flaw. It always seems so promising, and then something unforeseen cancels the show.