It's 2:30 in the afternoon, 24 degrees, early January, sunny with light winds. You let someone know you're heading out on a ride. The response is "bite me". That's a term of endearment, right? 22/12.5
Uh huh-that's how you express your happiness for your friends when they tell you that they are going for a ride on a relatively nice day and you are stuck inside under artifical florescent (sp?) lighting.
Not to worry. I'll work hard to ensure you have ample opportunity to reciprocate.
1 comment:
Bite.
Me.
Uh huh-that's how you express your happiness for your friends when they tell you that they are going for a ride on a relatively nice day and you are stuck inside under artifical florescent (sp?) lighting.
Not to worry. I'll work hard to ensure you have ample opportunity to reciprocate.
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