My roommate just told me that last week, she went drunk shopping at the fancy deli in our neighborhood and bought half a pound of veal because she has a crush on the meat counter guy and needed an excuse to talk to him.
My roommate just told me that last week, she went drunk shopping at the fancy deli in our neighborhood and bought half a pound of veal because she has a crush on the meat counter guy and needed an excuse to talk to him.
September 10, 2009 at 7:50 am |
I love that meat guy. I used to push her to talk to him so that I could vicariously flirt. Glad to read things are going somewhere, half-pound of veal et al.