As I got close to it his arm came over my shoulder and opened it as I walked in. Every date was turning out to be the same. That was nice in case this guy turned out to be a creep, I could sneak away. It was a walk-in fridge that was cracked open. Just post the real you so that it is all out in the open. After about 2 or 3 more minutes of him talking about frat parties, our beers showed up. I do not care if it is draft or bottle or can, just as long as it is beer………”
He started going on and on about the amount of beer he used to drink, and parties, and whatever else. He was starting to lose his rhythm. I do not care if it is draft or bottle or can, just as long as it is beer………”
He started going on and on about the amount of beer he used to drink, and parties, and whatever else.
