A friend of a friend contacted me about this girl's birthday. They're organizing a gift for her and they wanted to know if I'd be in for 15euros. The plan was to buy her a mobile phone and a ski jacket (nobody shells out like that for my birthday!) I thought it a bit expensive but agreed. That's when they told me they're also getting her a stripper.
"Un stripper?" I asked, notice the "un" Spanish pronoun denoting "male". As in "a male stripper".
"Yes, he's a very nice guy. A real hunk."
Thank god the little light bulb in my brain turns on before I say something. I repress the urge to giggle.
"You won't tell her, will you?," this girl says. "It has to be a surprise."
I reassure her and hang up. I've just been conned into buying someone a male stripper.
To top it all off, I thought this girl was gay.
domingo, 23 de septiembre de 2007
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