Reminds me of going on a date with a woman who brewed her own beer.
I don’t drink.
You uh, still have her number?
I remember a local woman and a guy ending up at a late house party together. She had no interest in him. She spent most of the night drinking wine and the rest of it on the couch with her legs in the air lighting her farts.
As hilarious and arguably far more entertaining as this is, whatever happened to the age-old “well I’ve had a good night but maybe we’re better suited as friends, time for me to boost, speak to you tomorrow” parting?
It was a party. You don’t just leave because you don’t want to fuck one person there
It certainly ended up at a house party.
I suppose it’s not clear when they decided they weren’t for each other.
I completely agree.
And that kids is how I met your mother
Sounds like Pamela is asking for my number.
I think she’s looking for something more along the lines of a Rod from God rather than a SpaceNoodle.
What are you talking about? I’m 605’ tall.
How’s the weather up there? He he he, got em-
I SAID HOW’S THE WEATHER UP- NEVERMIND!
WHAT?
Does Pamela buy her groceries at Food and Stuff?
Prolly buys her stuff there too.
But does she get stuffed with food?
