I'm such a retard in front of cute boys

he is hot and has just started firing up a grill. Of course he turns around and starts talking to me. Me, being totally unprepared, just starts I came home from work the other day completely lost in my own world. Thinking about work stuff and how the hell I'm going to go about making money generally just not paying attention. I start to walk up the front steps and a really cute boy comes walking out of the fenced in front yard. OMGbabbling nothingness. Random bullshit babbling. Stupid fuckwit random semi-incoherent, that's right, semi incoherent shit. So embarrassing. Boy must think I'm an idiot; will probably never talk to me again unless it's a yes/no question. I really just wanted to scream at him - I swear I'm not stupid - I'm a smart girl! You make me dumb! I'm pretty sure he's also the one that plays the guitar all the time. It's really annoying and he's a bit in love with his own playing and loves this one song. I think I've heard it played about 80 times. It wasn't bad the first time - but when you hear it repeatedly, it's really just not good. None of their songs are really that good; they're unimaginative, unexciting, and a little dull. But man, is he cute, he makes me babel. I thought cute boys were supposed to make you feel good, not like a complete fuckwit.

On the same walk home I had the same thought of the person who owned the 1990 Honda Accord who was using a club. You remember those things from the 80's that they marketed as the ultimate car protection? Yeah - one of those - on a 1990 beat up Honda Accord. Who the fuck would steal that? Is it your prised position or something?

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