I finally got some inspiration to take my tail to the gym. Afterward, I head to the grocery store and walk by an attractive, tall fellow. We go on about our shopping business, and I'm not going to lie, before I walked out I scanned the place for him - to no avail. As I approach my car, I hear:
"You know you're not suppose to work out on Sunday?"
I smiled and played coy for a second, until I realized that he was dead serious on some Jesus stuff. Like, I'm feeling GREAT about myself cuz I haven't been to the gym in weeks and he wants to try to poop on my parade with some Jesus stuff?
No sir. The way to a woman's (or a person's) heart is not to first damn them to hell. He was super judgmental and I don't prescribe to a straight and narrow path, so I can assure to you that him and I couldn't make it through one date without having a heated argument.
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