Tonight, Loverville is hosting a get together at a downtown bar that's somewhat off the beaten path. I invited Best Friend, and by sheer coincidence, she's already going to another shindig being hosted by another friend of hers at the same location.
Manhattan is a small island indeed.
I'm not even going to hypothesize about whether I'll meet a cute Real Live Guy tonight or not. Lordy, I don't know where this RLG streak is leading me!
--Cute Jewess
5 comments:
OK, I would have stalked Hot Cousin myself! I LOVE Justin Theroux...just looking at these pictures throws me completely off my game here at work. Maybe you can find him and just make absolutely sure his REALLY likes that girl he's dating??? ;-)
kidding....you're better off renting his episodes on 6 Feet Under instead.
nice!!!!!
He's fine. Period pointe blanc.
that being said, his loss. He couldn't get it up, and had a lame-o excuse to boot. As my friend would have said to him, Behold the time, Bitch!
I agree with Madgirl. Look he was totally embarrassed about mr. limpers and might have even point blank made up the story about the girl he "really likes" to distract you from thinking about his pathetic excuse for manhood. Way too coincidental timing... Unless, this same situation happens with the other girl and her reaction is to get up and make him a meatball sandwich and turn on some football. "...ah, I miss her. I must love her. bye!"
RH -- now you've got me thinking about meatball sandwiches... yum!
But not surprisingly... not in the mood for a limp hot dog.
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