Sunday, February 15, 2009

Date 19: He Thinks I'm a Slut, I Think He's a Jerk... I Guess That Makes Us Even

This experience can be summed up in about 5 minutes of actualy activity. We leave the bar in his car. My car is only a few blocks away. He asks why we don't get to know each other biblically. I say because I have other plans and I'm late. He laughs and says we should because he knows I'm a slut. He means this as a compliment. He offers to bring the delta-9-tetrahydrocannabinol if I bring my vagina. Classy. Still, no thanks.

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