I’m Overrated


I was meeting a friend in a bar, and as I went in, I noticed two pretty girls looking at me. “Nine,” I heard one whisper as I passed. Feeling pleased with myself, I swaggered over to my buddy and told him a girl had just rated me a nine out of ten.

“I don’t want to ruin it for you, but when I walked in, they were speaking German,” he said.

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