Well, there is the shrieking SJW POC harpy telling me what to do — ugh, no thanks. She reminds me of all of her ilk harassing diners all over the country. I won’t listen to BLM types ever.
Now if there was a sweet young thing whispering in my ear telling me what to do...that’s a different thing altogether.
“Now if there was a sweet young thing whispering in my ear telling me what to do...that’s a different thing”
I’m totally with you there. I would look her straight in the eyes, and sincerely promise that I would go with her in the morning to do so. I would even suggest the breakfast place we could hit.
Babes love sincerity. When you can fake that, you’ve really got it made.