fumblinglust's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fat Guys = No Fucking Oh my god. I think I just went on a date with a fat guy. Not that I have anything against fat guys, I just don't want to fuck them. The guy that closes the bar station on Mondays asks me out for a drink tonight since we closed early, and since I am not 21 I accept b/c anyone who will buy me drinks is OK in my book. We're talking, whatever, he's buying me Cosmos. It's not a date, it's co-workers getting a drink after work. That is until he offers to walk me home and if we can go out again. Oops. I say sure, b/c he buys me drinks, but then it hits me. He buys me drinks to get into my pants! So then I quickly specify that next time it's just as friends. (Also b/c he is fat and I don't fuck fat guys) I hope that makes sense. I'm tipsy/sloshed. I am becoming an alcoholic. So that's my story. I went on a "date" with a fat guy. Haha, I can't wait to tell the guys at work. Oh, man, will they ever make fun of him. P.S. I NEED TO STOP DRINKING! P.S.S. Oh, god I gave him my number! No!! 2:09 a.m. - 2003-01-28 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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