Mood Music
Back in the summer of last year, I was renting a house near Carleton U with a few other students in Ottawa. A good friend of mine was the only renter of the house next door to stay over the summer, so we basically had an open-door policy in terms of drinking, smoking up, using the bathroom, and barbequeing.

I'll call my friend and neighbour "Jared Fenderson."

One day I'm getting ready for a date with this cute little redhead, and Jared is giving me a little bit of a pep-talk.

"She's way out of your league."
"Her last boyfriend was a linebacker."
"You haven't got a chance with her"

With my masculinity and... erm... honour on the line, we proceeded to wager money on the fact that I could bed her that night, stacked 2:1 odds against.


...Fast forward to the end of the evening, and I've got her back at my place. Things start to get heavy, and all of a sudden we hear cluttering noises outside my door, followed by a top-volume playing by the backstreet boys:

"IS THIS THE MEANING.... OF BEEEEEEEEEEEEEING LONELY"

Maybe it was N'Sync, I have no clue. He has set up hit massive stereo system outside of my room after we went into it. She thought it was funny, but wasn't interested in going at it with an audience and a boy-band soundtrack.

I lost $50 on the bet.

The stereo act was subsequently reciprocated back and forth a several times until a truce was called.
(Phaedron Dizzying epiphanies from the bottom of my pint., Sun 4 Oct 2009, 21:44, 1 reply)

that's what you get
for making bets over a girl's honour :D
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Sun 4 Oct 2009, 21:48, closed)