I keep wanting to look away but your…well for easement purposes we will call them, “clothes”. They keep drawing me back in to you and more specifically to the middle of your body so I am forced to drink in all that is your Right Said Fred shirt and g-string. So in my conclusion of why you are a dick, not only are you forcing me to look, but your are making me look exactly where I don’t want to look.
You know that guy at concerts that is extremely f*cked up on all sorts of shit and just walks around and talks to everybody but for some reason just won’t leave your group of friends fast enough? Apparently when there isn’t a concert he hits up Walmart to get his fill.
Honey, it would take all the wine in Italy for me to even think about considering it.
Hey, thanks for the free sample of your goodies. Which brings me to my question, can you return free samples?