So Warren had a really tough day at work the other day and was half-joking that he was going to be out of a job in the morning. I thought it would be very nice of me to be waiting outside his office after work the next day with a bottle of whiskey in a brown paper bag for us to drink on the street together in the event of him becoming jobless. And, as with most things in my life, I took it to the next level and decided to follow through - so I took a little brown bag and labelled it "just in case..."
...and then, while Warren was at work, I set off to buy a half-bottle of whiskey from the local corner store - run by some very friendly Indian folk. The store, may I add, is right near our house and so in my short time here, Warren and I have frequented it many times together and he has introduced me to almost all of the Corner-Store staff.
actually, I just turned 27.
what?
sixteen.
really?
?
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(ok, i added the handsome part in)
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So you think warren is thirty
you think i am 16.
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9 comments:
Hey, you know them Injuns laaik them young, skattie.
:D So after all that, did Warren get his hobo/bergiehit?(I couldnt work out how to not be stereotype-rude but failed so I went for them all)
Hilarious! Hope you still managed to get some whiskey for your pedophile. ;) Haha.
HHAHHHAAAA! Excellent stuff. Marrying the local pedo.
nope. no whiskey.... just an empty brown paper bag. lol :)
hahahaha... exactly.
haha he is still jobless and we can all celebrate with a glass of champers - bought by warren since Che is illegal.
i am 28 and STILL get asked for ID everywhere. even now that I've got a baby! when i was pregnant, my boss told me i looked like a teenage-pregnancy/gym-slip mum. as a compliment. i was angry.
hahahaha i'd be angry too.. and... i feel your pain. I've been carded three more times since this incident. lol
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