Speeddating

Yesterday evening there was a sort of festival-like thing going on in town. There was small bands performing everywhere and it was big fun.
However, with big fun comes resposibility:
Peeing.

Going to the toilet was quite the joy.
I went in to a cafe called 'de Zaak'. I was shocked how empty the cafe was, but then again, when I thought about it it seemed much more logical that everyone was outside... Anyway
After passing about 10 woman, I saw 2 guys standing, I figured that was the queue for the mans room. Just to be sure I asked the guy next to me if he was waiting as well.
He turned his drunk head(he looked like a queer) and told me I was right.
Then he started to talk to the girls who where of course waiting a bit longer. He started one bad joke after another and it couldn't get worse. I tried to save myself by joining the discussion and correct his pickeld way of speech(See this page if you didn't quite get that sentence). He was making lame jokes to two girls about peeing and what not. Very romantic and all, don't you think?

Anyway, all of a sudden he went in a different direction, he was like: Hey! You and her are quite the match! How about that?! We both looked at eachother, I have to say it was quite an attractive woman. I guess we differed about 4~6 years, so I wasn't interesting for her. Of course we both replied the question with a big: "What?! No, no! Of course not".
Then he tried to guess what the woman in question would do for a living(Don't forget this guy was barely understandable because he was too drunk to speak). "You do something creative! Yes, yes... Some painting, a little bit of piano... YOU PLAY FLUTE! THATS IT! YOU PLAY FLUTE!" he said... The girl really didn't knew how to respond so instead she started to whisper with her friend next to her.

Anyhow, I found this looking like speeddating, as in. There's a whole queue full of woman, and then when they come by you make a funny joke, or a sarcastic statement about the queue, and then you leave.

Oh, and the drunk guy who went to the toilet before me made one last joke when he got out, and he said to me:
(I'll do it in dutch because it's a word joke)
"Weet je wat het beste is van plassen? Dat je naar je eigen gezeik kan luisteren!"
"You know whats the best about peeing?! It's listening to your own 'gezeik'(aka gossip, but in this sentence it would mean something like listening to your own pee fall down in the toilet)". I told him that if that was all he could think of the last few minutes, he'd better get himself another beer.
And so he did I guess.

Bye ladies in the queue!