Most often on Tuesdays, I hang out with Shannon (and Ashley). We'll drink too much wine, or too much liquor, but we'll do it in a responsible manner in the privacy of her home.
This past Tues., she had to work at 7 am the next day, so we went out to the bar at eight, had a few drinks and she was gone by 10 o'clock.
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At least you weren't piched by the fuzz for his retardedness!
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*shudder*
...at least she didn't tounge my hand.
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...God, I wish I had an explanation.
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*thinks about it for a bit*
No. I take that back. I knew dumber shits than this Mike from when I was working in Ravenna. Hell, I worked with several who probably fall into that "you gotta be making that shit up!" category. But still... in Ravenna you ain't!
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I read your update on that, it didn't seem like EVERY cabbie wanted was spitting game at you. Not that they should or that you should have to deal with it at all...
...it's just that I'd be more mad about the guy eating my food than being hit on.
Of course, I guess it's different being a guy. :/
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