Lunchtime Conversation
2005-04-14 - 12:24 a.m.
before/after
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non-functional guestbook
Excerpt Of A Lunchtime Conversation:
"You can do better than her, dude," I said.
"I knowww." Mick said, pausing, "She's been lying."
"About what?"
"She was at my boy's house, Tom, Last week. I called and talked to him, she spent the night! The night before that, we'd been talkin' about being exclusive, I said, "Baby, you know, I would love to fuck you every night, and if you wanted to, we could take this to the next level, and be sorta' friends with benefits, and I wouldn't fuck no one else, I'd just fuck you." and she said, 'I'll get back to you on that'. I said, 'Or we could keep things the way they are.' And I think I musta' pissed her off or something. But later on at Old City, she's like, 'That sounds like a good idea, I'm gonna take you up on that offer,' I said, 'What offer' and she said, 'You know...', but then the next night she spends the night at Toms! I asked her where she was, and she said she was workin."
Gee, I didn't see that one coming, seeing as she tried to go out in the parking lot with a guy while Mick was onstage performing. With a guy she didn't even know. What a surprise.
And it was such a heartfelt offer, too. Talk about sweeping a girl off her feet!
"Yeah, dude, I don't know what to tell you..."
"I know," he said, "But she's a SWEET lay. She'll take your WHOLE cock, dude. And THEN LICK YOUR BALLS."
I laughed. I guess that's a reason.
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