SQUISHDaddy long legs deceaseA couple things guys never seem to learn about me (or don't care to):
This guy again, wasn't my type. He was military-- apparently I haven't learned this lesson with the LAST FIVE. He was much older (yet, not the oldest I've talked to) and he was painfully sweet in his ways. He seemed to be from a generation where women jump when their prospective man says, "red mushroom!" O-kay, o-kay.... that's only in Mario, but hey! At least it's clear, I am no Peach. He was the guy that sprinkled me with compliments about my "luscious legs" and pleaded for me "to allow him" to take me out. Texting does it again.... This guy made minimal effort to get to know me and attempted to set a date either moments or hours before his convenient time. After his 2nd attempt, this was our encounter: I was retracting interest before this thread of messages stitched through this particular day, but it became offical at 4:15 am.Splat! Mr.. Daddy Long Legs lost more than a number....
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