Can we get an update?
now im like 98% this dude is gay, i can tell by the way he talks and dresses. Plus he always seems to be looking at me and always says hi to me, weird shyt.
anyway we work at the same place and i barely know this guy, this is how it all started, about a week ago...
*we pass each other in the hall*
Gay Guy: hey i have a weird question do you smoke?
Me: what like cigs? no.
Gay breh: hehe so do you smoke weed?
me: sometimes and walk away.
Fast forward to today and he catches me walkin to my car...
gay breh: hey i been meaning to ask you, but could i get your number? i know you smoke and i havent been able to get any in like, a long time.
me:
gay: ...
me: yeah....um sure *gives him number*
gay breh: thanks! and he drives away...
brehs what have i done, i just know he wants my booty i dont wanna talk to this dude AT ALL...
Can we get an update?
that nikka fukk u yet?
shyt's all giggles until you get a knock at the door at 3:am
on a tuesday....
*opens door*
you:
him: i was in the neighborhood and picked up pizza and a movie
you: how did you get my address
him: just googled your number and tah daaaah.
you: it's late and um.
him: i'll just crash here and leave later....you aint seen glee til you
seen it on bluray
fukk were you thinking??
I had to give a gay nikka my cell number at work. We were worked on a project, us two plus a fine (white) milf. The milf offered to have us come to her place and work on the project, but before I could say "sounds good!" the gay nikka was like "ohhh no come to my abode, I used to be a chef and can make us a nice dinner. Tomorrow at 6PM "
I made sure to get there 30min late just in case it was trap. He let me in, his condo was very nice actually. The milf wasn't there though, and I was alone with this gay turtle neck wearing nikka. Before I could even settle down he got all close and asked me to taste the sauce. I was like
then he was like "noo the Alfredo sauce, here come into the kitchen." This nikka made us a FEAST. I was like
By the time us three finished working on the project I musta had 4 plates. He kept asking me suspect questions like "if I ate that much I'd explode. You must work out!"
I gave that man a pass, b. His kitchen skills couldn't be fukked with
I had to give a gay nikka my cell number at work. We were worked on a project, us two plus a fine (white) milf. The milf offered to have us come to her place and work on the project, but before I could say "sounds good!" the gay nikka was like "ohhh no come to my abode, I used to be a chef and can make us a nice dinner. Tomorrow at 6PM "
I made sure to get there 30min late just in case it was trap. He let me in, his condo was very nice actually. The milf wasn't there though, and I was alone with this gay turtle neck wearing nikka. Before I could even settle down he got all close and asked me to taste the sauce. I was like
then he was like "noo the Alfredo sauce, here come into the kitchen." This nikka made us a FEAST. I was like
By the time us three finished working on the project I musta had 4 plates. He kept asking me suspect questions like "if I ate that much I'd explode. You must work out!"
I gave that man a pass, b. His kitchen skills couldn't be fukked with
now im like 98% this dude is gay, i can tell by the way he talks and dresses. Plus he always seems to be looking at me and always says hi to me, weird shyt.
anyway we work at the same place and i barely know this guy, this is how it all started, about a week ago...
*we pass each other in the hall*
Gay Guy: hey i have a weird question do you smoke?
Me: what like cigs? no.
Gay breh: hehe so do you smoke weed?
me: sometimes and walk away.
Fast forward to today and he catches me walkin to my car...
gay breh: hey i been meaning to ask you, but could i get your number? i know you smoke and i havent been able to get any in like, a long time.
me:
gay: ...
me: yeah....um sure *gives him number*
gay breh: thanks! and he drives away...
brehs what have i done, i just know he wants my booty i dont wanna talk to this dude AT ALL...