Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Dear Bree
Dear Bree,
Here's the thing.
I can certainly understand going out clubbing. I can understand flirting. I can understand liking that cute guy who bought you the Apple Martinis, but when he asked you for your phone number, and you decided you had second thoughts . . .
Why the heck did you give him my phone number?
He's calling every night when the bars close. That would be 2 in the ay-em.
Thanks.
Sheepie
Here's the thing.
I can certainly understand going out clubbing. I can understand flirting. I can understand liking that cute guy who bought you the Apple Martinis, but when he asked you for your phone number, and you decided you had second thoughts . . .
Why the heck did you give him my phone number?
He's calling every night when the bars close. That would be 2 in the ay-em.
Thanks.
Sheepie
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