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I went to a concert at a bar last night and got hit on! Imagine! I got the biggest kick out of it. This kid (he couldn't have been older than 19, which is our legal drinking age) kept walking by and trying to start conversations with my friend and I. Of course he was PLASTERED and we were both stone cold sober so the whole interaction was much funnier.
Drunk Guy: Are you The Sheepdogs' girlfriends?
Us: Oh, uh, no.
DG: You just look so proud and you're sitting back here with the sound guy [we had been lucky enough to snag one seat for me to sit in and that's just where it was located).
Us: Nah, we're just chillin'
DG is talking to us again and we're in a busy spot so he gets practically pushed into my lap.
Me: You gotta be careful, I'm pregnant [I thought telling him this would make him go away]
Then DG introduced me to his brother who is going to be a dad in February. The brother is drunk beyond belief as well. We talk for a minute
DG asks my friend if she wants to go smoke a joint; she refuses
DG: You know, you are stunning. You are a stunning pregnant woman, I just have to tell ya.
Me: Uh, thanks
DG: So where's the baby daddy?
Me: My HUSBAND is at home
Proud mama of Avery, born March 19, 2012, 6lbs 5 oz, 19 inches