Ok, here tell odd stories that have happened to you that have had something to do with our loverly Weeza.
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Now, let me tell you the story of my stalker, Pinkerton Hater.[Since it was a while ago I might not be that acurate...especially of the conversations...]
It all started when I was traveling to my Uncle's house and we stopped at a gas station.I walked through the soda section searching for my beloved Coke Zero when a boy asked me what music I was listening to.
"Getchoo."
"Ew, you like Pinkerton?"
"Heck yes.Why don't you?"
"Its not Weezerly."
"So what is your favorite Weeza album?"
"The Blue Album and Green Album."
" surprised You like green?"
"Yeah..."
"That has like...way too much harmony.I only like the hits off of it."
And then I had to go.I caught one glimpse of him as we drove away.His shaggy brown hair in front of his eyes.He was cute.
About a month later I went down to San Francisco with my family.As I went into Virgin Records I heard someone saying,"Hey Pinkerton!"And I turn around only to see him.Standing right there.
"Woah."
"What a coincidence."
"You stalkin me?"
"No just visiting cousins...thought I'd buy a cd or two."
"I suggest Paramore. 3nodding "
"I'm not into girl singers."
" gonk You suck majorly."
"I know...Oh sorry, I have to go now.See you later."
He walked over to a guy as they walked out of the store and down the street.
Recently I spent my Spring Break in Washington D.C. which was a nation wide school trip.Where different schools went to Washington.Well while I was at the American History Museum, who was it that I saw?Pinkerton Hater.I decided to start a conversation with him.
"Hello?"
He turned around to face me.I saw a small smile come across his face.
"Hello Pinkerton."
"You REALLY seem like a stalker now."
"Hey, its coincidence."
"Ok then..."
"Pinkerton grew on me."
"Really?Whats your fav song on it?"
"Tired Of Sex.I love the guitar solo."
"Totally."
After that I took a picture of him.If the picture comes out...I'll post it.
God, if I meet him again I'll conclude that he's a stalker.
xd
<333
Now, let me tell you the story of my stalker, Pinkerton Hater.[Since it was a while ago I might not be that acurate...especially of the conversations...]
It all started when I was traveling to my Uncle's house and we stopped at a gas station.I walked through the soda section searching for my beloved Coke Zero when a boy asked me what music I was listening to.
"Getchoo."
"Ew, you like Pinkerton?"
"Heck yes.Why don't you?"
"Its not Weezerly."
"So what is your favorite Weeza album?"
"The Blue Album and Green Album."
" surprised You like green?"
"Yeah..."
"That has like...way too much harmony.I only like the hits off of it."
And then I had to go.I caught one glimpse of him as we drove away.His shaggy brown hair in front of his eyes.He was cute.
About a month later I went down to San Francisco with my family.As I went into Virgin Records I heard someone saying,"Hey Pinkerton!"And I turn around only to see him.Standing right there.
"Woah."
"What a coincidence."
"You stalkin me?"
"No just visiting cousins...thought I'd buy a cd or two."
"I suggest Paramore. 3nodding "
"I'm not into girl singers."
" gonk You suck majorly."
"I know...Oh sorry, I have to go now.See you later."
He walked over to a guy as they walked out of the store and down the street.
Recently I spent my Spring Break in Washington D.C. which was a nation wide school trip.Where different schools went to Washington.Well while I was at the American History Museum, who was it that I saw?Pinkerton Hater.I decided to start a conversation with him.
"Hello?"
He turned around to face me.I saw a small smile come across his face.
"Hello Pinkerton."
"You REALLY seem like a stalker now."
"Hey, its coincidence."
"Ok then..."
"Pinkerton grew on me."
"Really?Whats your fav song on it?"
"Tired Of Sex.I love the guitar solo."
"Totally."
After that I took a picture of him.If the picture comes out...I'll post it.
God, if I meet him again I'll conclude that he's a stalker.
xd
