Thursday, April 02, 2009

True Colors Thursday

On my way home from my Weight watchers meeting I approached a red light and pulled up right along side of a Doritos truck which was in the right lane... Feeling Starved for my lunch, which I was on my way home to prepare, AND MISSING AnYthing by Mr. Frito lay... I was hungrily staring at the picture on the side of the truck! WEll, I guess that is why The driver then looked in my direction.. he then gave me a cute smile and a wink! NOT thinking clearly( due to my starvation! I like to weigh in to weight watchers with a pretty empty belly!) I proceed to lick my lips at him and rub my stomach while making 'yummy eyes'. He literally jumped back in his seat showing how surprised he was by my gestures. It wasn't until the light turned green and I drove off leaving him in the dust, that I realized he must have thought I was thinking HE was yummy!! How could he have known I was admiring the Giant sized 3-d doritos?? It was then that I could just FEEL myself turning SCARLET with embarrassment! What an idiot I am! Especially when running on empty!


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8 comments:

keith said...

Oh dear, you are not related to Rosey by any chance are you?

Rosey said...

It is SO funny that this happened to you! I 'made eyes' at a scrummy driver of an ice cream van once and he thought I was trying to get a free vanilla cone!Actually it was a very good ice cream so I
wasn't too disappointed he misunderstood my come-on gestures!

Forgetfulone said...

Oh, now, see... I thought you were making eyes at HIM! That's so funny!

Barb said...

Oh Lucy! You have the most exciting life of anyone I know. And you probably made his day. :)

Bone said...

LOL

Oh my.

You don't happen to flirt with the tri-state wake up service guy, too, do you? ;-)

Deirdre said...

You've made me laugh out loud.Thanks for a good start to my day.

Queen-Size funny bone said...

I only make eyes at the Oscar mayer weenie man....

Tammy Brierly said...

Oh my goodness! lol I bet you made his day.


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