"How come you always tell me about all these beautiful women in Las Vegas, and you can never get one to go out with you? And don't tell me it's because your busted..A lot of guys I know are busted and they can still get a date." My cousin Sally isn't quite catching my drift, most of the women in Vegas are very lovely..Way out of a 7-11 guys league..For some reason or another, she can't seem to understand the quality I'm talking about. So I told her this.."Now cousin Sally, it ain't like I'm down on the farm, trying to talk one of those country girls into a good time. It don't play like that out here. Money talks, bullshit walks." I've told cousin Sally this same thing on a number of occasions, but some how it won't get through her head. Her version? I'm a male chauvinist for insinuating that all women care about is money...
In recent posts, I told everyone about my friend Roxy..Foxy Roxy..Roxy epitomizes a Las Vegas, rock-n-roll, Vince Neil loving, bad girl..This girl is bad news, and that's why I like her so much:) Anyways, she makes her way through the line, we exchange pleasantries, and she tells me this.."The answer is still no." She thought that I was going to ask her out. The truth, I've given up on Roxy, not really my type, but damn is she fine to look at..Anyways, I told her this.."Don't flatter yourself to much, I wasn't going to ask you out again..I can take a hint, but I do have to ask you something?" She looks at me with a Daisy Duke smile and says.."Mr. Blogger I like you, but I'm busy..Make it quick!" So I told her this:
"I can see you, and a number of your friends, forming an effective Guerrilla Marketing team. You've definitely got the attitude and confidence for it." Getting a girl like Roxy to pay attention to you is hard. Girls like her are used to running over guys like me, but I had to get a point across. Some how? So I added this to the conversation. "Think about this for a second, I told you about the Groupon, and the hyper local approach! Why not try an round up a bunch of people..And go Guerrilla on the area, just think of the data base that could be created, with a little effort..I know some one like you could kill this process." I didn't want to ramble on to much. I think people are understanding what I'm talking about? Anyways, she looks at me intently and says.."I know that you think I'm some Bimbo, but I've been reading your blog..I understand what your talking about! But the one thing your not picking up on? This is Las Vegas..No Money? No Honey:(..Now I don't know how they do it on the farm? But that's how it works out here!"
After she left, I started thinking to myself..AGAIN.."One of these days, I'm going to meet the one guy whose seeing things like me. If he's paying attention? He should know what I'm talking about."
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