So I am at this gas station here in Dallas, at the Tollway and Beltline Rd. I was following my girlie to the Honda dealership so she could have her car serviced. Anyway, my girlie walks into the gas station to get a drink. Five minutes later, out walks Larry Johnson. I had to do a double take because LJ has really slimmed down. But it was him....knew it after he talked, smiled (saw his gold tooth), and then he removed his sunglasses. He was filling up right next to me, dressed casually, driving a Cadillac Escalade. He had some other dude with him that looked really familiar, but I could not place the face. Anyway, they drive off. My girlie comes out of the station and asks me who that tall black guy was. I told her, and she said she thought they might be basketball players. She proceeds to tell me he came over, stood right next to her in line, and says,"Hello there. How are you?" She said she was fine, and he asked her a few other questions, what her name was, etc. After he realized she was disinterested, he stopped talking to her, and came outside. I asked her why she didn't get his number.....she missed out on a golden opportunity!!!!
bah! Your girlfriend must not be THAT hot if she's getting hit on by over the hill FORMER players... Now, if Iverson had hit on her, then you could brag.
He probably just had some wood floors put in and wasn't interested in getting any glass dropped on them.
I give it another 2 hours, at most, till Drewdog comes in and reminds us that Steve Francis once hit on his girlfriend.
That is Funny. My ex-wife was hit on by a couple of players. Kevin Willis wouldn't stop chasing her one evening. Another funny one was when she saw Mario Elie. They talked for about two hours about basketball/BS, etc. She told him she was with me, and he even asked me if he could have our phone #. (we were only living together at the time.) Anyway, he left, as I recall, four separate messages over like a week. She didn't respond. (Of course, knowing her like I do now, I really, REALLY wish he had taken her off my hands.)
