Apparently I'm Ugly

As we do every year, a group of friends and myself like to celebrate the resurrection of Jesus by drinking beer(you aren't supposed to eat meat on Good Friday, right?). Like every year, it was a grand old time as we got up to our usual shenanigans on Thursday night. And, as Ryan's sister Amy puts it: "Girls like to go out and dance, and then go home because they're tired". And as Clint puts it: "Guys like to drink beer, and then go for breakfast because they're hungry". So, as per usual, we went for a bite to eat in the wee hours of the morning. Once we got there it was obvious that we weren't the only people (guys AND girls) who had the same idea. We ordered, we ate, we laughed, the typical stuff, and then it happened. One of the guys was positive that another one of our crew would be unable to eat a dry rib the size of a fist, slathered in about eight ounces of dill dip. While we were all watching this, getting quite a chuckle, this portly (for lack of a better word) girl crept up on us (I'm still not sure how she was able to sneak up on us, she blocked most of the lighting from the restaurant. I'm kidding, that's terribly rude to say, plus the physics behind the situation make it impossible). So, while one guy was force feeding another a side of pork, with a side of dill dip running down his face, she proceeded to freak out.

Girl: "You know what, you guys aren't so great looking yourselves, maybe you should take a look in the mirror and think hard about what you see, you [expletive]!"

Guys: (in unison)"Huh.......?"

And then she promptly walked out. Now normally some of my friends would have had quite a bit of fun with this girl at her expense, but we were all so baffled as to what her problem was that we sat there with really stupid, perplexed looks on our faces. Who was this girl? Who were we implying wasn't "great" looking? Did she just decide to lash out after her twenty-some years of existence on this planet at the first table of guys she found? Maybe we were really stupid looking (that IS possible) and she figured we would be easy prey, like singling out the diseased springbok of the herd. I don't know, we tried to solve the mystery all weekend, but we're stumped. Maybe she just wanted to make it onto "some dude from Saskatoon's" blog. Whatever it was, she's forgetting that we're guys, and that we could be four hundred pound ogres and we would still think we've got a slight edge on Brad Pitt. I do know two things though, she wasn't tired, and I don't think she was doing much dancing that night.......