Wednesday, May 17, 2006
oh HELL no
Dear 40-year-old lady:
No I will not go out with you. Stop staring. The smiles from this morning are forced pleasantries that resulted from our having to share the elevator together. Nothing More. I'm scared.
Don't Love,
Jay
No I will not go out with you. Stop staring. The smiles from this morning are forced pleasantries that resulted from our having to share the elevator together. Nothing More. I'm scared.
Don't Love,
Jay
# posted by Jay @ 7:58 AM 
