I AMOG Eugene Lockhart of the Dallas Cowboys. Opps
Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2006 8:33 pmThis just happened to me about 15 minutes ago.
And, Ok, I like the Cowboys, but I don’t know some of the players look like...
So I am getting my car waxed, and as I stand there talking to the car wash dood, there is this huge big black guy. At first, I thought about saying, “Hey big guy”, but realized that due to his size, he gets that all the time and might get defensive. I had said that to a very tall guy at Sherlocks who got really defensive. So I had quickly transitioned to how his College B-ball rocks. Anyway, on ward with the story. He is wearing outrageous green slacks and a black shirt. And being the outgoing guy I am I say…
M: How you doin? Woah. Those green slacks and the black shirt. Sharp.
EL: Thanks
M. I mean, look, aren’t you all pimped out.
* I do this in a slight making fun of him style *
EL: Uh huh
M: What’s your name?
EL: Eugene
M: Mojo, nice to meet you. You look sharp. Really.
He didn’t talk much at first. It seemed like he didn't know how to respond to this new situation. I notice that what famous folks do when they meet someone new. I am sure he gets pelted with requests about signing autographs and taking pics. Gawd, I wish I knew who he was at the time and had my digital camera with me…
BUNNY EARS ! ! ! (on my tippy toes of course – he is a tall Mo Fo)
Already got Rev. Al Sharpton...
http://www.dallaspua.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=43
This would of been a nice addition to my collection
Car Wash dude gets my attention and shows me a demonstration on how good their wax is on my car.
EL: They will fuck up your car with that
* I give him a smile with a ‘who the fuck are you’ kinda look *
Eugene continues with this while having a serious look on his face. Totally Cocky & Funny. And he is more open now realizing I don’t know who the hell he is. After all, would someone give him a backhanded compliment on his fashion sense if they did?
Wait. Hold on. Eugene is trying to AMOG me here! Well, Day-am. I decide to play along. Talking to the car wash dood…
M: Dood, who is this guy. * dismissive wave at Eugene *
M: He looks serious.
EU: I’m telling you, they will fuuck iiit uup. * Looking at me with a serious face *
CWD: He coo
Through those big glass windows, I spy a HB8 in side sitting down so I say to Eugene
M: You have a good one
EU: You too, man
We shake hands.
I walk inside, sit down with back slightly turned to her and open my book (From my Pua reading list). I had notice a wedding ring on her finger. Darn… Two guys are in there talking to each other. After reading a few pages, they both leave. Now here is my chance.
M: Can I ask you about something? I need your opinion.
HB8: Sure
M: About 2 hours ago, I got my first pedicure. They also gave me some male nail polish to match the polish on my toes.
* I show her my shiny fingernails. *
M: Just curious, but do women notice small details like this.
She says her husband gets pedicures every two months. Now I realize women say this so if anything happens, they can’t be blamed because, well, they gave out the required public notice they are married. My back is slightly turned to her. As I turn back to read, she keeps the conversation going, causing me to look back. I think, well, isn’t this interesting. So, when I see another break, I try to turn around again and continue reading. She again, keeps convo going. Wow. Hmm, but she is married. Ok, I figure I will go outside to talk to the Car Wash owner (I know him) and have sometime to think what would my next move be. As Car Wash owner and I walk back in, she is on her way out. She says her good bye and I respond, “it was a pleasure”.
Darn, I was not quick enough.
By this time Eugene leaves. And one of the kids who work there asks if I knew who he was. I told him I did not. That was Eugene Lockhart of the Cowboys. I find out that many of the cowboys uses that car wash. In addition, the owner tells me hot women come in all the time. Nice. Now I know where to get my carwash from now on.
There is Eugene, my AMOG sparring buddy
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And, Ok, I like the Cowboys, but I don’t know some of the players look like...
So I am getting my car waxed, and as I stand there talking to the car wash dood, there is this huge big black guy. At first, I thought about saying, “Hey big guy”, but realized that due to his size, he gets that all the time and might get defensive. I had said that to a very tall guy at Sherlocks who got really defensive. So I had quickly transitioned to how his College B-ball rocks. Anyway, on ward with the story. He is wearing outrageous green slacks and a black shirt. And being the outgoing guy I am I say…
M: How you doin? Woah. Those green slacks and the black shirt. Sharp.
EL: Thanks
M. I mean, look, aren’t you all pimped out.
* I do this in a slight making fun of him style *
EL: Uh huh
M: What’s your name?
EL: Eugene
M: Mojo, nice to meet you. You look sharp. Really.
He didn’t talk much at first. It seemed like he didn't know how to respond to this new situation. I notice that what famous folks do when they meet someone new. I am sure he gets pelted with requests about signing autographs and taking pics. Gawd, I wish I knew who he was at the time and had my digital camera with me…
BUNNY EARS ! ! ! (on my tippy toes of course – he is a tall Mo Fo)
Already got Rev. Al Sharpton...
http://www.dallaspua.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=43
This would of been a nice addition to my collection
Car Wash dude gets my attention and shows me a demonstration on how good their wax is on my car.
EL: They will fuck up your car with that
* I give him a smile with a ‘who the fuck are you’ kinda look *
Eugene continues with this while having a serious look on his face. Totally Cocky & Funny. And he is more open now realizing I don’t know who the hell he is. After all, would someone give him a backhanded compliment on his fashion sense if they did?
Wait. Hold on. Eugene is trying to AMOG me here! Well, Day-am. I decide to play along. Talking to the car wash dood…
M: Dood, who is this guy. * dismissive wave at Eugene *
M: He looks serious.
EU: I’m telling you, they will fuuck iiit uup. * Looking at me with a serious face *
CWD: He coo
Through those big glass windows, I spy a HB8 in side sitting down so I say to Eugene
M: You have a good one
EU: You too, man
We shake hands.
I walk inside, sit down with back slightly turned to her and open my book (From my Pua reading list). I had notice a wedding ring on her finger. Darn… Two guys are in there talking to each other. After reading a few pages, they both leave. Now here is my chance.
M: Can I ask you about something? I need your opinion.
HB8: Sure
M: About 2 hours ago, I got my first pedicure. They also gave me some male nail polish to match the polish on my toes.
* I show her my shiny fingernails. *
M: Just curious, but do women notice small details like this.
She says her husband gets pedicures every two months. Now I realize women say this so if anything happens, they can’t be blamed because, well, they gave out the required public notice they are married. My back is slightly turned to her. As I turn back to read, she keeps the conversation going, causing me to look back. I think, well, isn’t this interesting. So, when I see another break, I try to turn around again and continue reading. She again, keeps convo going. Wow. Hmm, but she is married. Ok, I figure I will go outside to talk to the Car Wash owner (I know him) and have sometime to think what would my next move be. As Car Wash owner and I walk back in, she is on her way out. She says her good bye and I respond, “it was a pleasure”.
Darn, I was not quick enough.
By this time Eugene leaves. And one of the kids who work there asks if I knew who he was. I told him I did not. That was Eugene Lockhart of the Cowboys. I find out that many of the cowboys uses that car wash. In addition, the owner tells me hot women come in all the time. Nice. Now I know where to get my carwash from now on.
There is Eugene, my AMOG sparring buddy