Trying to ignore the domestic dispute between Rob and Venus; from what I could gather, Rob has a thing for Venus but Venus doesn’t feel the same way [Obviously! She’s into Deveroux – who just also happens to be a friend of Rob’s – D, R and I went to school, remember].

Rob had specifically gone to the Sports Bar to see Venus and was upset that she was there with her friends [read: guys] and she was trying to explain to him that he can’t expect her to drop her friends to spend time with him just because he showed up.

*sigh* *yawn*  These really are the Days of Our Lives.

As I was saying, in an attempt not to get drawn into their squabbles, as I had already engaged in my own whining/nagging session earlier that afternoon; so instead I entertained myself by eavesdropping on the people leaving the bar.

Two young guys walked passed me and I overheard them say they were going to McDonalds for a bite to eat.  This was my cue to intervene and save them from imminent danger.  Super Harmony to the rescue!

Excuse me young man,” Harmony piped up; whilst standing and smoothing her tight wiggle dress against her body, “but I really don’t think that’s a good idea.

Oh, and why not?” smiled the very young, very cute boy, eying out Harmony’s fine form and ample cleavage.

Well let me tell you what happened to a friend of mine who went to McDonalds for a Happy Meal and came out with a Quarter Pounder Deluxe.” flirted Ms H back.

And so I recounted the story of the beating Fabian received a few weeks ago. I honestly didn’t believe the story at the time – in fact it still sounds so far fetched – but his family and friends have all confirmed the details, so guess it’s legit. And I felt it my civic duty to warn off potential victims.

Anyway, somehow the cute [you know how I like those] young [and those too] thing ended up joining me at the picnic table where we continued chatting flirting.  Bearing in mind that I was sitting right next to Venus [close friend of Fabian’s] and opposite Rob [best friend of Fabian’s].

To be honest, Rob was too engrossed in his ongoing argument with Venus to even notice that Cute Young Thing had his hand on my thigh, gently tickling and massaging my leg while we were whispering and giggling in each others ears to avoid being overhead by the other parties at the table.

Did I mention how much I’d had to drink thus far?
Did I mention how young and cute the guy was?
Did I mention how pissed off I was with Fabian?
Did I mention what a dangerous combination this was?

Did I remotely care that I flirting with a fine young thing in front of my boyfriend’s closest friends?

Frankly, My Dear, I Don’t Give A Damn