Cupcake. Sweetie-pie. Baby. Beautiful. Hot-stuff. Darlin'.
An open letter to any guy in a bar, three sheets to the wind, looking to get laid:
Kind sir,
Please do not EVER use these names for me before ACTUALLY learning mine. And if our interaction happens to last longer than this hazy, drunken moment, tread lightly. The change-over will not be quick. This I can promise you.
Respectfully not yours,
The girl who hates pick-up lines and sleezy pet-names.
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2 comments:
amen, sister!
just sayin' :)
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