ADAM COLE BECOMES A MAN – AGAIN

So, Adam Cole just recently had his 23^rd b-day. I say that he has become a man again because I always tell him that the fact that he has to shave now makes him a man, so turning 23 must make him a man too. At any rate, the birthday itself wasn’t that much to get excited about, but something that Adam left out of the birthday preparation was startling to say the least, and that is the topic of this short, sweet, to the point blog.

The actual events of Adam’s birthday included him beating me at darts (a surprise to myself to say the least, no less with a drunk Coleminator), Adam being crazy drunk, and having to see some very odd people from both Adam and I’s past. No reason to elaborate on that though. What threw me for a loop occurred at the Mongolian BBQ in Adam’s native country 0f Sterling Heights. He tells me that this girl about our age from his work is coming to meet us and says that she is very nice. I think ok, whatever, sounds fine to me. Fine didn’t even begin to describe this girl – she walks in to the table sporting at worst an 8.5 hotness rating. She may have been in the 9’s. She was tall, thin, very tan, had dark wavy hair, and was generally speaking hot. The baffling thing was the fact that I was not prepared for this development. What man would leave out this amazingly important detail? Adam is the only dude I know that would keep me guessing like that. That would be the first thing I’d have told him. It would have been like this coming from me, “So this girl from my work is going out with us. She is fucking hot! Wait till you see how hot she is.”

On second thought, Adam, you may have to become a man all over again. Better go get your razor.

Editor’s note: with my virtually nonexistent ability to charm girls anymore I obviously came up way short on any attempts to impress this 9.0 of a girl. I don’t think I scared her or anything, but she wasn’t exactly asking for my number at the end of the night.