Ed the grass cutter (...) He was with his girlfriend, Lulu, the slutty hairdresser. If men were awarded prizes for their taste in women, Ed had a Raspberry right there in his arms. He could have had me, if only he’d been more patient. He hadn’t learned the city rules. He’d expected me to agree to a date after one asking. That’s the way they do it down here. If you say “no,” it means “no.” So you give up. Ridiculous.
— Feb 19, 2015 06:15AM
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