OK so here I am trying to enjoy a drink with my friend on ST Pattys day at maxwells and u sit next to me with your boring ass friends and start whispering in there ears and then your friends start staring at me and point at me….which is sketchy as fuck…ok so i’m now dating you’re ex shut the fuck up life happens! Now let me drink in peace dickwad!
—Just wanna ddrink my beer in peace
This article appears in Mar 19-25, 2009.
What kind of fuckery is this? Are you all in grade seven or something??? Why couldn’t you just say ‘Excuse me but what is your problem?’
you obviously didn’t start drinking early enough….
little did you know what was in store.
AAAAAAAAnyways, were those your friends? you knew them? see them again? doesn’t seem so.
So who the fuck cares?
Image isn’t everything and people will come to like/love you for who you are regardless of whether you trip in the middle of the street, spill your coffee on your shirt, or wear white socks with black pants.
So long as you don’t flash your twat standing on a table while singing cu-ca-racha at the top of your voice….
things will be cool.
You should have turned to him and said ” Thanks for teaching your ex that thing she does with her tongue…its great!”
You should have flat out told them ‘She wasn’t good enough in bed’. That would’ve sucked their mouths down the ‘ol esophagus.
ahhh zZz is that why I have no friends