Here I am now...entertain me.

I'm sitting in the concourse of Chicago's Midway Airport, bored out of my gourd. Flight leaves in about two hours.

I'm not lucky like 21, so I have no Liza sightings. So please...help me pass the time?

 

Yell that you have a bomb. That'll liven things up.

 

So he sucked it up during World Cup, he's still hot. And eye candy is always a positive way to pass the time.

 

sportschick takes the early lead.

And dools, I used up all my bomb joke material earlier this weekend.

 

Ask some random guy if he wants to meet you for drinks in the lounge. Then stand him up and spend the rest of your time on the lookout so he doesn't see you.

 

Maybe you can wave at some guy and yell, "Hi, Jack!"

 

This thread has suddenly taken a turn into "Confused IJAG"-land.

 

Or maybe go ahead and meet him. Not a damned thing wrong with having drinks with a random guy you won't ever see again.

 

Only if he's paying. A fruitless weekend of blackjack and the impending trip to Toronto have me a little tight in the budget.

 

Of course, any guy that won't pay isn't worth having drinks with anyway.

 

I really must kill off all online mustachioed photos.