this oppurtunity

Oh, uh, sorry. We're, uh, sitting there.

No, you're obviously not sitting here. You're standing right in front of me.

I moved aside though. Because the place bit and I wasn't going to stay anyway. Know what I mean, jellybean?

Earlier in this thusly described evening I was having a fab time and dinner with a friend. At some point into the apps he told me that the week before he was at a sushi joint with some chick I don't know and appropos of nothing she suddenly started to tell him intimate details about her vagina. Well, I had just taken a sip of Preseco and did not expect this revelation and nearly spit all over the guy sitting across from us at the community table. The guy who was eating the the big beefy burger. And what were these intimate details? I mean, what does one say.

I'm not sure why I'm bringing this up.

Oh, oh.

The other funny story that he told me was that a mutual friend of ours is banging his housekeeper. He's like forty and this sweet young 25 year-old with long, shiny black hair and tight jeans comes over, cleans his house, and then has sex with him. I say, So he's paying her? Uh, huh. I love this on a lot of levels. Part of which is the visuals. But also has to do with the fact that when I was 25 I lived with this guy and did the housecleaning and all the rest of it, but I certainly didn't get paid. In fact, one may say, that it was I whom paid.

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