Oh wow! So, I was sabertoothed again today. I apparently have obtained another undesired sabertooth tiger. Today, at Dash-In it happened. She tried to tip me in my chair and had a Archaeopteryx woman to help her, commenting "Isn't she cute?" after the attempt. When I shrugged it off, she appeared to be annoyed as if I had just insulted her friend.
Wait, so that made no sense out of context. So, maybe I should give the background story of how I have a Sabertooth tiger. Well, here it is, the moment you've all been waiting for, the treat for withstanding 2 weeks off from reading the best unknown blog on the internet: the story of the title.
This occured at some country western bar in North FW. I was with a few friends, after seeing Moonlight Kingdom earlier in the day. I had no idea what was in store for me that night. We were apparently meeting up at the bar with a 55 year old woman. I really did not think much of this. But when she got there, it seemed to be a little awkward. Basically, she seemed to take interest in me. At one point in the night, she asked to hear my life story. I, of course, said I have no life story. But she pressed further. So, I gave in and began to tell some excerpts of my life. However, we were at opposite ends of the table, it was a loud bar, and she may have been hard of hearing. But she was unable to hear what I was saying. So she said, and I quote, this is no joke, "I can't hear you. I guess I'll need to hear your story another time. Maybe we will make it a Bedtime story." In shock, I commented "WHAT?!." "Maybe we will make it a Bedtime story." (yes she litrally repeated it) You're probably thinking, maybe this was just an innocent comment, but afterward she turned to my friends, who are in a state of shock and trying with all of their might not to burst out laughing and said "I don't think he gets it." Afterwards, my friends were laughing at the comment made by, what they referred to as a "cougar." I called foul, 55 is too old to be a cougar. One of my friends suggested "Saber Tooth Tiger," we all enjoyed that and it stuck. And there you have it, BEDTIME STORIES FOR MY SABER TOOTH TIGER.
But, back to the new story, which should make complete sense to everyone now right?
Well, I guess you're probably wondering what the Archaeopteryx that travels with this specific breed of Saber Tooth tiger is. Well, that word is the name for a prehistoric bird, and it greek it directly translates to "Ancient Wing." Yes, this sabertooth tiger had an "actient wing woman." I was again their prey. Aren't I a lucky guy? Oh, awkwark moments (possible future post).
Goodnight Cathy
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