do i really have to say any more than the headline? except for perhaps that said hitting on may not have happened if there wasn't a trainee behind the register and it took me 10 minutes to get in and out of there and miss the first 10 minutes of scrubs. grrr. now if you'll excuse me, i need to go burn the left sleeve of my hoodie, which the drunk fondled while telling me how attractive i am for being so young and how if she were 20 years younger, or not, she'd stradle me in the convenience store bathroom.
gah.
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puke.
chicks like that are going to make all the men turn!
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justin, way yum. hope you at least get to lick him.
that's probably wrong to say. ah well.
justin, way yum, preaching to the choir. and btw, justin = hot gig, in case you didn't get that, which you probably did.
i should lick him, just for the reaction. i'll make sure to try and remember that next time i'm falling down drunk around him. heh.
must be painful for you to be admired, perhaps next time a little kindness might be in order
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