A new kid named TJ had this table last night with a fric attractive girl. As in any such situation, TJ started flirting with the girl hardcore, and I’m not ashamed to admit that I started flirting a bit too…for TJ’s sake. The kid needs tips, right? Right.

So TJ asks if I can help sing “Happy Birthday” to the girl. “Uh…yea, dude,” I reply. After we sing, TJ asks the following:

TJ: “So, what birthday is this for you?”
The Girl: “I’m 14.”
Me: “Oh no.”

The first thing that ran through my mind was “this girl was 13 yesterday and looked the exact same”. At least it wasn’t her 13th birthday. Then we’d have a problem.

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