Failed NYY Impression

Enjoyed lunch with some 8th members today. A new guy showed up, and as a joke. I introduced myself as NYY.

Me (Shaking hands): I'm (real name), It's really good to meet you. You may know me better as NYYVol, from the board.
Person: Hey, nice to meet you.

Lunch passes, and before we leave, we ended on this exchange:

Me: Hey, just so you know, I was just kidding about being NYY. I'm Tenny D.
Person: Yeah, I suspected something when the knees of your khakis were spotless, and when you didn't play footsie under the table with me at all during lunch, I knew you weren't NYYVol.

I ran across the street to Mast General and bought the first hat I saw, just to come back and tip it to him.

True story.

 

Hahahahahaha.

In related news, thanks for the invite. *******.

 

You need no invite at my table, friend.

We'll do another round next week, if you're game.

 

Contrary to popular belief, all men are not ready for sex 'all the time'. Perhaps Tenny simply wasn't feeling it today. Just a guess.

 

Seriously. What an *******.

 

Just give me a time and place. I'll bring the lube.

 

Please gcb. What do you know about men? I'm the resident homosexual here. Overstepping your boundaries here.

 

You're too gay for GCB.

Ponder that.

 

That's deep.

TWSS. Or in your case... TWHS.

 

Balls deeeep?


Holler. We'll have our own northeast chapter luncheons. We can have at least one quality guy there in RB.

Just keep your hands to yourself at all times.....

 

All these rules.

And most definitely. Lets plan something soon.

 

I think a gay-off is in order. I got a sawbuck on the pitcher.

 

Good read!

 

Guess I've been cut from the lunch list. Ouch.

 

We'll start our own club.

 

Apparently 'lunch' has many connotations around here. Tread carefully, Card. Very carefully.

 

Good grief.

A man asks for some privacy to discuss his upcoming micro-penis correction surgery with 12 of his closest friends, and you guys lose your mind.

If you can't respect the guy's medical condition, then respect the fact that he drove all the way from Indianapolis.

 

You're in the zone today.


http://www.hark.com/clips/rphggpqzql-en-fuego

 

Last I heard, that was described as brunch for code word.

 

I did have a question. Since when is the Carousel across the street from the Mast General?