Just cause I'm standing next to your 20 something girlfriend to get my food, doesn't mean I want to jump her bones. She asked me about my tshirt and you proceeded to make out with her, which everyone including her, thought was uncomfortable.
If I wanted your little gold digger chicken head, I would have taken her.
B!tch.
Thank you, now go pick your salad you rabbit.
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