Tonight we were talking about this mutual friend of ours who acts like a player. Or rather, he acts like a PLAYA, on the real. To which, she laughed and explained you have to have a few things to really be a player:
:1 good looks
:2 game
:3 money
:4 clothes
I, obviously, only have 3 of these and told her so, and left it to her to guess which one was missing. “Well,” she said, “You definitely have game, that’s for sure!” And we laughed and laughed.
In retrospect, though, I wonder if that makes this the best day ever, or the worst?