Tuesday, May 9, 2006

Dear late 30's guy in Zas....

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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