I was happily having coffee with some friends when the inevitable front-pager conversation piece poped out. Here's a piece of the conversation:
Mulder: You know that Sarah Marbeck? Actually she's not that preety.
Me: Dude, imagine this... after a party she accept your invitation to adjourn to your hotel. Now she's rolling on your hotel bed... you had to be gay if you choose not to jump on her.
Mulder: hmmm... you got a point :)
Scully: Aaarrhh... guys! They're all the same!
Me: Pardon moi, mademoiselle... if Beckham invited you to his hotel room, would you decline?
Scully: ... errrmm... let me think.... depends on the situation...
Me: You mean you would pass a one night stand with David Beckham?
Scully: yeah... i mean no... i mean.. of course i would follow him!
Me: Hah!
Scully: Well yeah... for a one night stand. But i wouldn't waste for two years of my life dreaming of changing my name to Sarah Marbeck-Beckham! That's so... stupid.
Me: Well, a story is a story... Did you know the tabloids offered her £200,000 for the story? If she's so stupid, she wouldn't have thought of keeping all those text messages would she?
Scully: £200,000???
Mulder: As in 1.4 million Malaysian schmuckeroos...?
Me: yeah... you can call her stupid, a whore and all those words that would make your mom wash your mouth with cili padi... whatever it is she's laughing to the bank with more dough than all our combined savings for the next 10 years.
Mulder: Alright world, watch out for my story... Beckham is gay!
Moral of the story:
SMSes are much more dangerous than tapped phone lines.
If you are planning to have an affair, make sure your ass is covered.
If you are planning to make quick bucks selling juicy stories, remember, they will always sue you back.
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