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You: Brunette with your blonde friend leading a literal posse; You had just crossed Multnomah Blvd. and complimented my dog, Andy.
Me: Literally dressed like a laundry hamper.
I asked you if you wanted to pet him and you IMMEDIATLEY without hesitation began showing my dog your nails???
Like he was gonna be excited for that stiletto cut more than I was.
I can read midday drunk a mile away and I just wanna say...
If you and your gang want to add more to that bundle of chaos hit me up.
Come pet my dog again. Or you could pet me idc.
If you weren't drunk??? How do you have so much energy?
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