Where else would one meet an Aussie girl but in a pub. It's a cold February and I'm in a Washington D.C. bar with a mutual friend celebrating his birthday. In walks this girl wearing a Driza-Bone oil skin. She exchanges greetings with the birthday boy and sits down across from me. We chat a bit and I just love her accent. After awhile she says, "Gotta see a man about a dog." Off she goes to the bathroom. At the back of the bar, not 20 feet from us, are two doors marked Ladies and Gents. There are about 15 women queuing outside the Ladies room. My soon to be funny little honey stands for a second with her hands on her hips then mutters "Fuck this." She walks to the Mens door, kicks it open and yells, "Heads up! Woman on deck!"
I was smitten. 
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Out the 10Base-T, through the router, down the T1, over the leased line, off the bridge, past the firewall...nothing but Net.
Last edited by platypus; 08-17-2004 at 05:22 AM..
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