About a week or so I though I have seen her in the street. But it wasn't her. The most exigent girlfriend of mine. The most hardworking. And the most cold cut too, broke up with me clean and sharp when her career came into the equation.
So, now, you are gay and walking in the street. It's somehow chilly so you and your fag-hag are doing the one item, which is so easy to be mistaken for the regular heterosexual boyfriend girlfriend drill. And here she is. The most exigent ex-girlfriend with her husband...
I can only imagine what she might have thought. Quasi-embarrassment floating all over.
2 comments:
*shudders*
you are so getting a new nickname :))
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