The Wit And Wisdom Of Porno-Boy

My erstwhile drinking buddy, Porno Boy, was known for saying and doing the unexpected. I subsequently distanced myself from him in the interest of saving my own life and limb. That said, he provided some major comic relief from time to time. Never in my life will I come across a character who'll say more outrageous things to more unsuspecting people. I was recently reminded of an encounter he had with a young lady about eight or nine years ago. The dialogue went like this:

Porno Boy: You know...you look like a friend of mine...

Young Lady: Is that meant to be a compliment?

Porno Boy: I dunno...his name's Jeff.

As I remember more, I'll post them. Some of them are not fit for public consumption, as they violate the wholesome ethic I seek to preserve on this blog. But I'll leave you with one more. This exchange involved a young lady who rejected his advances. Bear in mind, all of these encounters occurred whilst under the influence of massive amounts of alcohol:

Young Lady: I'm not interested.

Porno Boy: Hey...that's okay. But you might want to do something about that mustache, kid. That might fly in Romania, but it doesn't here.


Just be lucky you were never friends with him, folks....