i went on a date tonight.
we were halfway through the second course when he decided to tell me that he has a girlfriend. and he's not poly.
i put my fork down, threw a ten dollar bill at him, as well as my glass of wine, and walked out of the restaurant and took off on my chopper.
that was a first.
i wasn't too psyched about it to begin with anyway.
and i hate liars more than anything. no way was i going to conspire with this asshole to cheat on his girlfriend.
fuck that.
i've got jello biafra.
that's all a girl really needs, anyway.
we were halfway through the second course when he decided to tell me that he has a girlfriend. and he's not poly.
i put my fork down, threw a ten dollar bill at him, as well as my glass of wine, and walked out of the restaurant and took off on my chopper.
that was a first.
i wasn't too psyched about it to begin with anyway.
and i hate liars more than anything. no way was i going to conspire with this asshole to cheat on his girlfriend.
fuck that.
i've got jello biafra.
that's all a girl really needs, anyway.
thata learned em.
also; your old man looks very familuar to me.........is he, or has he, ever been involved in one of the local bike clubs?