Sunday, February 26, 2012

Cheese

If you want to get in my pants, you best be paying for all the cheese when we go out to that dinner. That you initiated. And didn't tell me that I would be paying half until right at the end when you say "it's cool if we split it, right?" . Even though I earn half as much as you. And I didn't decide which restaurant we were going to, which was fine when I thought you were going to pay, but now I have $20 to last me until Thursday.

This is not how you win your way into my heart.

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