Reminds me of the time I was last divorced and I was at a sports bar. The bartender, a very cute petite brunette was talking to a couple of regulars about her love life. She said all she wanted at the moment was to screw some anonymous guy for one night and it would be the best night of his life.
She came over and asked me for my drink and then asked me if I wanted to run a tab. I said yes and then she asked me my name, which I replied, “Guy. Anonymous Guy and I’m here for you to make my day.”
Socks?
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She needs SOME modesty.
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Call me Modesty!
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Reminds me of the time I was last divorced and I was at a sports bar. The bartender, a very cute petite brunette was talking to a couple of regulars about her love life. She said all she wanted at the moment was to screw some anonymous guy for one night and it would be the best night of his life.
She came over and asked me for my drink and then asked me if I wanted to run a tab. I said yes and then she asked me my name, which I replied, “Guy. Anonymous Guy and I’m here for you to make my day.”
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Higher Sox?
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She’s not going to show her ankles like some hussy.
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