the other night I was making toasted cheese sandwiches for me and the girlfriend. When I was transfering them to the plates 2 sandwiches fell to the floor I made sure these were on my girlfriends plate
ahahaaaaaaaaaaaahaa *almost chokes laughing* aha.. um. like jkrish41 said, " That is disgusting, you should of gave her yours and made some more "
I wished my girlfriend "Happy Birthday Meenal" ... and she is still furious! P.S. Meenal is her sister ...er... beautiful sister actually!
you're not a real gentleman mate. lol so confused this past few days, im not feeling guilty instead hurting. Having some issues with my girl and things haven't settled until now.
YUK!! I had that happen to me, my son gave me a hamburger that had dirt in it. Did not even brother to dust it off. He didn't think I would notice. Shame on you!
I kept on smashing pint glasses the other night and when the manager asked me to leave i blamed everything on a wasted guy sleeping in the corner. So i continued drinking and he got thrown out Oh, i can post some pics from that night if anyone is interested in seeing some boobs... and me falling asleep in them.
Do not feel serious with that,I guess everyone did such a thing.I never feel guilty of anything i have done.
A young woman took her troubles to a psychiatrist. "Doctor, you must help me," she pleaded. "It's gotten so that every time I date a nice guy, I end up in bed with him. And then afterward, I feel guilty and depressed for a week." "I see," nodded the psychiatrist. "And you, no doubt, want me to strengthen your will power and resolve in this matter." "For God's sake, NO!" exclaimed the woman. "I want you to fix it so I won't feel guilty and depressed afterward." So, if you are bitch stop doing that. Now.
Something I'm really ashame of and guilty: I spent more than 45 minutes on DP today instead of getting a life... And as you know, more than 30 minutes/day on DP = loser...
I pushed one of my students aside when he wouldn't get away from my car door. He fell, and could have seriously hurt himself, but I only looked for a second before fleeing into my car and locking the doors. Of course, then he spit on my window and my guilt was cured.