With a new coffee, was tellin dog; dog I think I handled the situation very effectively, I’ll explain: drove down the road needing restaurant grind pepper, stopped at the canned cancer stink in a can shelves still noticing no spent brass scent, out of the corner of my eye I seen the hands go to the hips, call her Carol for that’s her name.
It was you wasn’t it
It was me what
on my social media page you wrote (her words) nice tits
Carol, have you ever known me to talk as that, (well no, but it’s something you’d do).
Carol it wasn’t me, tell ya what Carol, say you was my girlfriend or even my wifey and we were in a busy restaurant, I’d lean into you so only you could hear, Carol, I don’t know if you know this, you have nice boobs. And just like right now you’d be smiling and feeling good in knowing you have nice boobs. With a smile she apologized to me for the social media posting and she turned and went away. Fellas, I really don’t have to remind anyone of you about the age-old question Ginger or MaryAnn. Do notice I chose pictures of Respect, I coulda shared bikini pictures of both, I chose Respect instead
Pam
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Talsi
Sips coffee… a though occurred to me seeing the ladies there, was a time in America when it didn’t matter what side of the isle you sat, when trouble came, we as Americans stood shoulder to shoulder at the water’s edge. Why I say that is because we had long talks, when Pearl happened, she was 21 years young, she said it didn’t matter, her words ” everyone was pissed off”.
Found the restaurant grind pepper, Carol checked me out, I didn’t say it, but looking at Carol, I know what a full C cup looks like 🙂
there’s music for a situation like that