I somehow managed to be the date of an absolute bombshell to a staff party. Things were going well until I unknowingly ate a couple pot cookies offered around on a platter trying to be polite. They were burned, and I didn't taste the laser lettuce at all. Girls with the platter were apparently already too fucked up to realize that maybe an explanation of ingredients might have been nice. I hadn't done any drugs in a few years, so I was a write off. An ex gf was kind enough to get me home where I cleaned my house alone until sunrise, while my hot date thought I hooked up with the ex, so that was a one and done. On the plus side, I woke up the next afternoon to a very, very clean house.
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