So I decided it was dinner and I wanted a pizza. I debated with myself over buff chix or meat lovers. I call the pizza shop down the street from me and or myself a large meat lovers pizza. On the drive down there I almost take out 3 does running across my road had to slam on the brakes and it pretty much did nothing. So I dodged that one.
I get to the pizza store, roll down the window for my dog to hang out in the rig while I'm inside, and procede to the door. As I step through I wave to the chick behind the counter and she tells me just a few minutes. Needless to say I'm a regular. As I look for an open table I notice an extremely hot girl sitting with some fat tool bag I knew from school.
No sooner I sit down she leaps out of her seat and plops down right next to me with her knee touching mine. So I think to myself "Self, he's trying to rape her, or she thinks I'm someone else." She starts a conversation with me like we had just talked yesterday. I stop her mid sentence and say "I'm sorry, but who are you?" And she tells me her name is Michelle. So I then tell her "Oh that's nice, but I think you're mistaken me for someone else, I've never met you before." She giggled and then leans over and wispers a little pet name that I had called one of my ex's and then follows it up with another giggle. I then ask her who she is and how she knew that.
Turns out she is my ex's little sister that I tried to hook up with a week after her sister and I broke up.
Somehow this little tom boy girl turned into a super hottie and she still remembers me.
Cliff notes: Don't loose track of your ex's sisters, they can turn out wicked friggen hot.