Yesterday I met up with some friends at a park to play frisbee golf. Since the park was only a half mile or so from my sister's apartment, I called to see if she was home after we were done. She said she was, and told me to come over. I told her I'd be there shortly.
Meanwhile, my friends were trying to decide if they wanted to go for a bite to eat. As I hung up, one of them said, "Well, it sounds like [Minnow] is setting up a booty call, so I'm guessing he's out. Is that what you were doing? It was, wasn't it?"
I answered, "I hope not. That was my youngest sister."
"Full? Or half?"*
"You're disgusting."
*And you thought I left all my perverted friends behind in Vegas.
7 comments:
Apparently NOT, lol !
Step?
I love my pervy friends. They rub off on me entirely too much. (Please don't turn 'rub off on me' into something pervy. That's what those friends are for!)
Sort of impressive that they thought you'd already have a booty call lined up after being in town for such a short period of time.
It's clear now. It wasn't Las Vegas. It's just you.
I agree with Boxer. I always had the suspicion......
Hello
Looking forward to your next post
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