The one with the TWO Blackberries set side by side on the table.
The one who interrupted Adam's and my card game with lifeless banter: "I love modern art" -- said as he was playing with one of his cellular leashes.
The one who was hitting on the redhaired Aussie woman whose room he'll be subletting ...
Buddy, I hope you don't get carpal tunnel jacking off, because I don't know ANYBODY dumb enough to fuck you. And if you think telling a woman "let's be each other's emotional garbage disposals" is a good pickup line, you're a bigger douche than I originally gave you credit for.
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