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Originally Posted by XAntoftheSkyX
Aaaaand this is why I ham up my difficulties speaking here and just sign the credit card slip and take the pizza/food/package and run back into my apartment.
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Lmao!
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Originally Posted by cheerfulgreek
That’s normally what I do, too. But that’s easier said than done when he’s too distracted, fumbling with the zipper on the thermal pizza bag, like he’s never seen one before. I’m just standing there, uncomfortable and dying to escape the bizarre awkwardness. 🫤
My ordering pizza days are over. Never again.
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I didn’t know I was going to wake up this morning to round two Lol!!
I bet when dude got back in the car, his own pants zipper came down smoother than butter on a hot biscuit. Ain’t no fumbling when he’s got your thighs on replay in his head… meanwhile with somebody else’s breadsticks just sittin there in the passenger seat like “I ain’t part of this mess.” LMFAO!
Dude saw a snack when you opened the door, CG. He served you a pizza while you served thighs with a side of sweatshirt causing him to go to his car to toss his own dough LOL!!!!
How’d you know he was still out there? Lol