...except I'm in the law dunge...I mean library. If everything I've heard about second year is true, then this could become a familiar scene.
In other news, Phaedrus is transferring to my school this fall. He's already developing his "Hit List" (as in "want to hit that list"), as well as a strategy for picking up freshmen in case the list comes up short. So far we've decided that he could probably get away with standing outside the local Fratty McFratterson Pseudo-Dive Bar with a large net and a stun gun around 3 AM on Saturday mornings since the bars don't have to close by a particular time. He'll wear a specially-crafted Law Review Polo Shirt (capitalized for emphasis) and use the "hey, weren't you in my torts class?" line. It's foolproof, don't you think?
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It sounds like a foolproof plan to me! ... Like so many of my plans.... I hope this doesn't turn into an "epiphanot" for you guys :)
The beauty being of course
Phaedrus: "Aren't you in my torts class?"
Drunk Undergrad Hottie: "What's a Tort?"
Phaedrus: "I'm sorry, I thought you were in law school with me."
And Scene....
Works everytime.
Say it with a laugh and a light, non threatening, but definitiely there touch on the arm and you're golden.
El Guapo used to be quite the hookup master back in the undergraduate days. Listen to the expert.
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