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You call that dating?

From a random conversation today, I forget the wording exactly but it went something like this:

Her: …we made out in the back of a cab and next thing I know he was totally acting like we were dating, and I’m like “please, until I’ve imagined you naked we are totally not dating”

Him: I think I imagine a girl naked long before I ever make out with her.

Her: Haha, ok well acting like a lot more had happened then just making out.

Him: Right, a lot more can happen and I still don’t consider it dating!

Her: Awesome! We are so on the same page!

2 Comments, Comment or Ping

  1. shri devi

    omg it’s not like i even had the chance to imagine that little fetus of a sandpaper future ex-boyfriend of a too-young-for-me FETUS naked anyway. homeboy was so busy actin’ like i was trying to make him my boyfriend that i dressed him in wonder woman underoos in my mind and said, “ah let the trannies have ‘im, fuckin’ idiiot.” no aloha. imagining him naked was out of the question. now you on the other hand…haha! omg lol omg lol omg lol “i rrrrrrrreally hope she SHUTSTFU now. my ears, eyes, mouth and mind are bleeding. worse than ‘my dinner with andre.’ jesus.”

  2. great conversation, hahaha.

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