Yesterday one of my friends sent me a link to a hilarious post from a site called "Dating a Banker Anonymous". Am I the last person on earth to have seen this website? It's about girls who date bankers and had their black cards cut off when the recession hit. Brilliant. I put a short teaser below but head to the site for some quality entertainment.
"IN CAB:
Cruisin’ up Washington Street back to the Standard.
Me: “Cabbie, pull over!” I try to jump out of the cab and make a run for it. Mona grabs me by the collar before I can get out of the cab.
Mona: “What are you a teenage runaway? Get back in the cab!”
Me: “I’m in no state to flirt. Trust me, you’re better off alone. I’m a liability.”
Mona: “OK OK. EVERYONE REMAIN CALM! Now, who’s the best wing woman ever?”
Me: “I am…”
Mona: “Who gets more phone numbers than you?”
Me: “No one…”
Mona: “And who’s going to wrangle in a new boyfriend tonight?”
Me: “Dude, I’m only going to attract bottom feeders tonight, I reek of desperation.”
Mona: “That’s not desperation you’re smelling, that’s self tanner.”"
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