Went down to Houston this weekend for an Astros game, my dad’s company was having some thing with his clients and what-not. Apparently, I am 18 years of age, need to be asking out 27 year-old waitresses and an 80 year-old grandmother wishes she was my age so I could ask her out. Now, ignoring the creepy last part of that sentence, I’M PISSED OFF
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