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| McYummy |
| 05.08.08 (7:39 am) [edit] |
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Last night I was at another work shindig. Of course, high school boy shows up. (There were free eats and more importantly, drinks - so that's a guarantee he'll be there and drunk.) I made some good new contacts. High school boy is getting sloppy drunk and making a number of inappropriate comments. I ignored them for the most part. However, high school boy's sidekick is... yummy. We're talking cover of GQ Latin gorgeous. (I've ALWAYS been a sucker for a Latin guy...) We've always been cordial with each other. Last night was a little different. We stood around talking for an hour. About his family back home (in Puerto Rico) and other things. I mentioned the fish tank and he was really enthused about it. He gave me his card and told me to follow up with him about it. (I think I'll invite him down for a tour...) I do some more mingling and high school boy and Mr. McYummy are sitting in some low leather barrel chairs. I'm tolerating High School Boys drunken ramblings while talking to McYummy. I'm wearing a sassy short dress (short being a little above the knee - not my ass hanging out). High School Boy grabs the hem of it and it goes springing up. He makes a comment about wanting to see my panties. If I had a drink in my hand and I didn't know the owner of the place, I would have poured it on him. McYummy was pretty pissed at what he did as well. I made a comment at that point that High School Boy needed to be gagged and his drink taken away from him. McYummy said he left his tie in the car. I said we'd have to get High School Boy's boxers to shove in his mouth first. You should have seen the look on McYummy's face. It was priceless. High School Boy declared his love for me at that point. I ignored him. I figured I gave him (McYummy) something to think about. I dropped a hint of the event I'll be at tonight. (Right around the corner from where he lives...) We'll see if he shows. ;) |
posted by: PirateGirl (reply)
post date: 05.08.08 (6:14 am)
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! - YUMMY! ;D
*(lets hope High School Boy doesn't tag along!)
posted by: SS (reply)
post date: 05.08.08 (3:55 pm)
Pin the boob off on someone at the event and make a run for it with McYumster.
LOL - Does this stuff only happen to you? ;-)~
by Redonthehead