An Actual Conversation

So I'm at the Mother Hips show last night and some big fella comes up to me. I'm not sure if he was coming on to me, was looking for me to be his wingman or simply appreciated my style, but here's an actual transcript of what went down.

Fella: You picked the perfect outfit, man.

Me: To do what?

Fella: To do whatever you want, man.

Me: Cool.

Fella: You married?

Me: Uhhh, no, but I've got this lovely lady next to me.

Fella: Not married?

Me: No

Fella: Pretend I'm not here.

At his point he turns around and hugs the girl next to him. I don't think he knew her either. I would've asked, but I was too busy pretending he wasn't there.

The show was really good though.