Ha! Cockblocking the GILF is
definitely
the way to go! Nice!
He probably doesn't know how to accessorize men's clothing quite as well.
Aw, bless. I remember when he
really
didn't excel at women's clothing either. I think he must have acquired a stylist, or at least a friend with good judgment, somewhere along the way.
I don't know why I'm so tickled no actual cocks are required for cockblocking.
...well, at one point she did come around behind me, and say "pardon me, I'm just going to hide behind you for a second while I readjust my cock"....obvi not a bio one, but...
Am trying to figure out what to wear as a top tomorrow: I'm going to a murder mystery party set in Vegas, where my character is a call girl named "Ivanna Fook." Ahem. So I figure fun sexy wig, stilettos, stockings, garter belt, tight black miniskirt...but am unsure on the top. Have to ransack my closet, I suspect. And make cupcakes. And I'm going to a dance class tomorrow afternoon right before the party. Ay!
Also, I was feeling petty because GILF's friend H says to me "Do you want to join the pool?" Apparently she has started a pool on how long it'll take before GILF and this new girl sleep together. I declined, but she mentioned something about a previous pool (this is not hte first time they've bet on GILF apparently) which is about to expire. Something makes me suspicious that *I* am the subject of the other pool...
ew ick. That's the sort of thing that would make me seek out a new circle of friends.
Yeah, I hate to say it, but that's weird.
I'm a little glad though. I'd felt bad that I disliked the gilf so much, never having met her. Now I feel justified in my dislike.
Eh, Laga, don't feel bad. It's natural to dislike those who torment our friends with their inane behavior. And also? Anyone who doesn't embrace the lovely powers of Meara just doesn't deserve her.
Yeah, that's the kind of thing me and my krav friends would have wagered money on. I mean, if we were getting more action.
Still don't like the GILF though.
I hope you wouldn't share details with someone who had been the subject of such a wager... unless you were actually trying to point out what a twunt the other one was.