On saturday
I was at a party. An incredibly attractive young lady decided to sit on my knee. A few longing looks were directed into my eyes, all of which went completely over my idiot head. After a short while, she stood up and sultrily purred "I'm going outside for a fag" and wandered away, gazing back over her shoulder at me.

I sat there like a lemon.

About ten minutes later, she came back in, looking a bit frozen round the edges, and said "I sat out there for ages waiting, but NO-ONE (at this point she gave me a withering glare) came out!" and stormed off upstairs.

Useless. Absolutely useless, that's me.

A full thirteen and a bit years younger than me though..... I think that might have technically made me a bad person anyway, so it's for the best, isn't it? Tell me it is. TELL ME IT IS!

*cries*
( baw__bag contains traces of nuts on, Tue 9 Dec 2008, 0:07, 1 reply)

You're not a bad person.
If you had said 'a full thirteen and a bit years old' and then following her outside 'for a fag' then you'd be a bad person.
(mrmonkfish yolo420weedwizard, Tue 9 Dec 2008, 11:30, closed)