Diva
04-08-02, 07:55PM
I Was Ambushed!!!!
Okay, not really. But I was set up. In more ways than one. Friends can be SUCH a pain in the ass. My friend calls and asks what my plans are for dinner. Take out pizza and beer. So she says to meet her and we'll grab a bite to eat. Sure. No problem. I toss on some casual clothes, and go to her place. I should have turned around when I saw the extra cars in the driveway. Surprise, surprise. Friends stopped by. We went from Beer and Pizza to Italian and wine, and guest to boot. Woo Hoo! Shit. So I go over to introduce myself and see her boyfriend, we'll call him Shit-head, showing off my site. Fuck. Three guys. Her 'idea' was that I'd like one of em, so bring em all out together. The whole night was spent with my friend asking them background information and then nudging me when he answered. I think she cracked a rib, that bitch. [Yes you]. I was waiting for Chuck Woolery to pop out and tell everyone to give a kiss. She halfway suggested we go dancing before I took her out at the kneecap. It would look like a Barmitzpah. By the end of the evening, Bachelor number one still couldn't tell me my eye color. But he knew I was cold. Bachler number two could tell me my eye color... and that I wasn't wearing any panties [she made me rush...]. Bachler number three was a good guy but kept calling me Diva and asking about my porn site. When I left it was a tossup who was going to strangle whom. My friend or me. [Just remember... Payback's a bitch!]
I'm finishing up the next galleries. I may put them up during the day. I'll let you know. I'm also working on my poetry, for those of you who have been asking. Hopefully later on today, also.
Okay, not really. But I was set up. In more ways than one. Friends can be SUCH a pain in the ass. My friend calls and asks what my plans are for dinner. Take out pizza and beer. So she says to meet her and we'll grab a bite to eat. Sure. No problem. I toss on some casual clothes, and go to her place. I should have turned around when I saw the extra cars in the driveway. Surprise, surprise. Friends stopped by. We went from Beer and Pizza to Italian and wine, and guest to boot. Woo Hoo! Shit. So I go over to introduce myself and see her boyfriend, we'll call him Shit-head, showing off my site. Fuck. Three guys. Her 'idea' was that I'd like one of em, so bring em all out together. The whole night was spent with my friend asking them background information and then nudging me when he answered. I think she cracked a rib, that bitch. [Yes you]. I was waiting for Chuck Woolery to pop out and tell everyone to give a kiss. She halfway suggested we go dancing before I took her out at the kneecap. It would look like a Barmitzpah. By the end of the evening, Bachelor number one still couldn't tell me my eye color. But he knew I was cold. Bachler number two could tell me my eye color... and that I wasn't wearing any panties [she made me rush...]. Bachler number three was a good guy but kept calling me Diva and asking about my porn site. When I left it was a tossup who was going to strangle whom. My friend or me. [Just remember... Payback's a bitch!]
I'm finishing up the next galleries. I may put them up during the day. I'll let you know. I'm also working on my poetry, for those of you who have been asking. Hopefully later on today, also.