Competition (3.8)

 

3.8.02 – More feeble attempts:

Joe: If I win that contest, what do I win?

Erika: A t-shirt.  It says it right on the site.

Joe: I don't go to the site, against my religion.  Then this whole contest is a waste of my time!  A t-shirt?  You prolly won't even mail it to me.

Erika: It's a cool t-shirt. I’ll bring it home.

Joe: Then I guess the combined forces of Downtown and Joe this evening were a waste of time.

Erika: What’d you do?

Joe: Hell, there aren't even 2 shirts.  How do we split a shirt?  Does he get 1 side and I get the other?

Erika: Joint-entry?  I’m not sure about that.

Joe: Can't there be such a thing?

Erika: Ok, fine.  But no more than 2 people in on it.  So, what’d you come up with?

Joe: Ok, ‘cause we scoured everywhere: East Coast, West Coast, we got you covered lickity-split.

Erika: Oh god.  The rules state that I can accept or decline any date.

Joe: Believe me, they will not be declined on your end!

Erika: Just tell me what you came up with.

Joe: Well, I went with Downtown's Yeti idea.  I mean who doesn't wanna go out with a yeti at one point in their life?  Am I right?  Eh?  Eh?

Erika: He said “yes”?

Joe: Well, he said “RU-RA.”  I think in Portuguese that means “foxy lady.”  We weren't sure on that, though.  I’m sure if we had the Webster’s Yeti Guide Dictionary, we would really know it means “FUCK YOU,” but we didn't.

Erika: Great.  I think I'll decline that one.

Joe: Second: good ol’ Dimmy.

Erika: I don’t know this kid.

Joe: You don't have to know him!  I mean the kid is hilarious, a real riot, stupid as gum stuck to the bottom of your shoes.  A real winner.

Erika: Great.  No, thanks.

Joe: If we can't set him up with you, then were settin’ him up with Kate.  So either way it’s a win-win situation.  I mean she’s a true chemical.  They’re hard to come by these days.

Erika: I suggest you try Kate.

Joe: Alright.  I'll get back to you with our other potentials.  They have yet to finish our intense screening process.

Erika: Uh, ok.

Joe: We got this kid from Florida. He has some potential, and he can spell, unlike me!

Erika: Well, that's a plus.

 

 

And the competition truly begins:

Paula: Does the person have to be a guy?  Have you considered lesbianism?  Because if not, I’m sure that I could hook you up.  I recently found out that I know a couple that is into having threesomes with girls your age.  One is a guy.

Erika: Ah, the rules do state that it has to be a guy.

Paula: Fuck the rules, man.

Erika: I am not a lesbian.

Paula: Neither am I.

Erika: I don’t want to do a three-way.

Paula: Why not?  You seem like the experimental type.

Erika: It’s way too impersonal.  I may be experimental, but that does not fall under what I'll do.

Paula: Well, if you ever change your mind, you know where to ask.

Erika: I'll let you know.

Paula: Cool.

Erika: Grrr.

Paula: What is Erik’s SN?

Erika: ********

Paula: One date coming up.

 

Paula: How would you like to date a fine young lady who almost has the same name as you?  How’s that?  Are you busy?  What about tonight?  Right now?

Erik: Just went to buffet with her and a couple others.

Paula: How about Sunday night?

 

Paula: You have a date with Erik Sunday night.

Erika: Awesome.

Paula: Awesome.  You guys better kiss.

Erika: Ewwww, you're gross!

Paula: You’re lying!

Erika: I know.

 

Erik: Well, I figure since we'll prolly end up hangin’ out anyway, she can try for her t-shirt.

Erika: Ok.

Erik: And besides, at least you'll have something on your rating page.  Maybe it will spark more entries.

Erika: Indeed.  You gotta plan it, though!  Or Paula.

Erik: I'm not plannin’ nothin’.

 

Paula: He’s making me do the planning.

Erika: Apparently.

Paula: I did it; done and done.

Erika: Cool.  Err, rock, rather.

Paula: Yay!

Erika: You’re crazy.

Paula: You’re crazy.  I set you up on your first date!

Erika: Awwww, I’m absolutely giddy!

Paula: Awesome. I think that I’m gonna win!

Erika: You’ll prolly be the only person who actually enters.

Paula: Hey, a winner is a winner.

Erika: Indeed.

Paula: You’re going to Chinese food and an independent film.  Ok?  Ok.  In Chinatown that is, and I dunno about the film.

Erika: Ok, sounds good.

 

Erik: We're apparently going to DC.

Erika: So I hear.

Erik: Like that's never happened, ever.

Erika: Not once.

Erik: I don’t even know what DC stands for.

Erika: Dominican Columbia.

Erik: Oh, right.  I keep forgetting.  Dominican.   Damn.

 

 

Some people just don’t think:

Erik: I'll hook you up with David!

Erika: He has a girlfriend, no?

Erik: Details.

Erika: Crazy.

 

 

3.11.02+.

3.9.02 – 3.10.02.

3.5.02 – 3.7.02.

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