I was at the gym for almost four hours last night. Completely lost track of time. What's worse, I was attacked. And I do mean attacked. Perhaps not physically, but mentally
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I'll admit the gym is a bit of an odd spot. I think one should, at the very least, be exceedingly well-dressed in order to harass people with hokey religions. There should be a sign there saying "No shoes, no shirt, no savings."
*smirks* I am amused about one thing. I did take the little book from him that night, if only to usher him out the door faster. I did just now open it. If only to see if there was anything cute and/or silly to include in my reply here. And lo-and-behold... there is. Right inside the cover... the answer that everyone in this world has been searching for.
"Why are we here?"
*reads answer*
Okay... scratch my previous comment, the answer to that question really isn't here. Who the hell wrote this?
The sad thing about most men... is that the majority of them are creeps and they just don't realize it. Perhaps a good beating will knock him back into his place so he doesn't torture any other unknowing women in the future?
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"Why are we here?"
*reads answer*
Okay... scratch my previous comment, the answer to that question really isn't here. Who the hell wrote this?
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