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Sorry for your ruined Labor Day experience. But this is Patnet, and what we want to know is: Did you nail one/both of the two adult daughters?
Everyone else drank and tried to foist it on me.
The next afternoon the nasty grumpy old aunt called me an asshole in front of the group
I didn't get any play from anyone but I wasn't in the mood.
I saw a stunning pair of girls in front of us at the beach.
One was black, her friend white.
The hag aunt saw me observing and I said "Aphrodite is looking for shells."
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I've never understood that or drinking games. Just have a drink. Handle your alcohol and be a good person....
I also hate shots. I don't drink hard liquor. So when someone buys a round it gets awkward sometimes. Most people I know are respectful, but occasionally they keep pushing me. It's well known in our circle of friends that I won't take a shot, but when it gets pushed I get pissed off. I just like sipping some beer and hanging out and having fun. I don't need to be plastered. One shot always turns into 5 as people feel bad about not returning the favor to the person that just bought the round of shots. And there's always a person that cannot handle it.
Hag “You’re an asshole!”
I: “Did you call me an asshole?”
Hag: “Yes! You’re an asshole, you’re a millionaire and you buy clothes at Goodwill!”
Hag: “When I donate to Goodwill, I don’t do it so people like you can buy it, it’s for poor people!”
I can’t answer Richwick since assholes probably don’t believe that they are.
I like Headset’s name for the hot black girl frolicking in the Gulf.
Edit:
I wasn’t being an asshole at this time I believe.
This came from a discussion about people buying furniture on credit.
I mentioned furniture stores make money on loans.
Hag: “Poor people can’t buy furniture any other way.”
I: “I disagree, you can buy everything at Goodwill except for a mattress.”
Hag: “Goodwill? Don’t go there!”
I : “Why not? And I do go there.”
Hag “You’re an asshole!”
I: “Did you call me an asshole?”
Hag: “Yes! You’re an asshole, you’re a millionaire and you buy clothes at Goodwill!”
Hag: “When I donate to Goodwill, I don’t do it so people like you can buy it, it’s for poor people!”
Note she contradicted herself; the poor should buy furniture on credit, but I should not go to Goodwill because that stuff is for the poor.
Goodwill Omaha CEO Frank McGree was fired in 2016 after a World-Herald investigation revealed that he received between $400,000 and $930,000 annually, while more than 100 workers at his stores made less than minimum wage. (Paying employees pennies per hour, by the way, is perfectly legal thanks to a loophole in the Fair Labor Standards Act—something we’ll come back to shortly.)
Likewise, a 2013 Watchdog report found that the married couple in charge of Goodwill Industries of Eastern North Carolina, Dennis and Linda McLain, received close to $800,000 annually while employing workers with disabilities who were paid less than minimum wage.
Goodwill isn't a charity.
My friend says it belongs to her.
clambo saysMy friend says it belongs to her.
Lemme see. You went back to the store at a later time alone and bought the painting for yourself with your own money, and she thinks it is hers? There must be a puzzle piece missing here somewhere. Was it her birthday or something, and she hinted for this as a present?
HeadSet saysclambo saysclambo saysMy friend says it belongs to her.
Lemme see. You went back to the store at a later time alone and bought the painting for yourself with your own money, and she thinks it is hers? There must be a puzzle piece missing here somewhere. Was it her birthday or something, and she hinted for this as a present?
Everything you have is theirs. It's just a matter of time, persuasion, emotional terrorism, and the final contract signed in blood. The art of the game is being able to shuck and dive and get laid without harm or loss, and splitting before the yowling and howling begins.
Ceffer understands the female mind.
Also in attendance were two strangers to me; an aunt and a female (fat) cousin.
Oh my fucking god what a scene.
Things were okay until outdoor supper after all day drinking, and it went on past 1 am.
I couldn’t go to bed until 2 because the commotion.
The cousin evidently passed out on the beach somewhere.
The next afternoon the nasty grumpy old aunt called me an asshole in front of the group She was drunk at 4pm
“Did you just call me an asshole!?”
I’m never going to travel with a group again.
Edit: I have one drink or none as a general rule.
I don't sit around drinking anywhere.
Everyone else drank and tried to foist it on me.