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Nine

PostPosted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 1:49 am
by rebbonk
I was meeting a friend at a bar and as I went in, I noticed two pretty girls looking at me.

"Nine." I heard one whisper as I passed.

Feeling rather pleased with myself, I swaggered over to my buddy and told him a pretty girl had just rated me as 9 out of 10 as I waked past.

"I don't want to ruin it for you," he said,
Spoiler:
"but when I walked in those two were speaking German."