Oh Drew for Pete's sake man you kill me, "we have much in common," I say. "We're both in business, we both like a good red...I think we owe it to ourselves to see where this could go tonight." So much sexual frustration between these two:
"I was kidding. Why do you have to be so effing serious all the time? You should learn to how to take a joke."
"I can take a joke," she tells me, sounding insulted.
"Yeah? When?"
"When it's not being delivered by a childish jacka** who thinks he's God's gift to women."
Kate does things to Drew as to where he forgets or purposely doesn't do s***, "I didn't lock my car. I don't think I even closed the door. Eff it. They can steal it. I have more important matters at hand." I bet you do buddy. I like Drew's sister, "I distinctly remember changing your diaper and seeing those cute little guys hanging there. What happened to them? Did they shrink? Disappear? Because that's the only reason I can think of to explain why you would behave like such a pathetic no-balls coward." Drew is such a nice uncle teaching his niece the finer things in life, "Johnny Fitzgerald is an idiot. Vaginas beat penises every time. They're like kryptonite. Penises are defenseless against them."
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