Err… I think you misheard me

Kristy and I headed out to Stacey’s house to celebrate her 26th birthday last night. In true clemmo.com fashion, it was cocktail party time. We brought the Jim Beam, and 3 bottles of schnapps.

So anyway, there I am making the first cocktail of the evening, when another party goer (who will remain anonymous) rocks up. Being the friendly lad that I am, I (G) engaged her (Miss X) in conversation:

G: So, would you like a cocktail?
Miss X: No, I’m driving.
G: Oh, you’re in my boat then!
Miss X: (snidely) It would take a few more cocktails to get me into your bed!
G: (defensively) Boat. We’re in the same boat.

So that quickly ended my conversation with Miss X. Thankfully, the rest of the night was a smashing success*.

* No nights were actually smashed during the making of this blog. gerrod.com promotes safe usage of nights and blogs.