A Classic from the early days of the blog about a little white lie I used to tell to get dates at Christmas. Enjoy!
I’m not proud of this bit of news I’m about to share, Modern Philosophers, but if I truly want to be on Santa’s Nice list this year, I need to come clean.
Back in the day, I used to get dates during the Holiday Season by telling women I was the kid from A Christmas Story.
They would never believe me at first (Thank goodness! Who wants to date someone that gullible?), but then I’d point to my glasses, flash my most charming smile, and quote lines from the movie (I’ve seen the flick enough to know it by heart). If they still didn’t believe me (the fact that they hadn’t gotten up and left yet always tipped me off that I had them at least thinking I was telling the truth), I’d launch into Ralphie’s impassioned plea about why he needed to have a Red Ryder BB Gun for…
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