Speedcat Hollydale: Yah ... so I have not really had any luck meeting woman. I have had them as friends, but never in a romantic setting.
Cal: The problem most men have is they don't know how to talk to women. Maybe you need to take lessons from a pro, like David Hasselhoffers.
Speedcat Hollydale: That's a stooopid idea Cal. The right girl will come along for me ... someday
Trish: Um... how you doing? I work across the street. How would you like to go out this weekend??
Speedcat Hollydale: (pops a woody)
Trish: Well, how about and answer? ... or are you just going to stand there like an idiot?
Speedcat Hollydale: Ohhh, yeah, sorry. I was watching a dream sequence in my brain for a moment there. uhhh - sure, that would be great!
Trish: Alright then, pick me up at seven.Speedcat Hollydale: If you don't mind, I will pick you up at six. How about a kiss to seal the deal!??
Trish: OK then ......... (lots of Frenching noises)
Cal: This is a sign of the Apocalypse - I just know it. Good luck Speedcat.
Speedcat Hollydale: Don't need luck Cal, this blog is written by me, so I can end this story any way I like.
Trish: Speedcat, I am going to tear you up, you nerdy pile of belly button lint ...
EPILOGUE
Mooj: This is bull! Every time I make a sale, you go crying to Paula. How about ... how about Paula Abdul? Oh, Paula, she needs a call...
Jay: I'm sick of you poaching my customers.
Mooj: I'm sick of your cry-baby crap. Do you like Blueberry Buckle??
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