When you steal someone’s umbrella from a bar’s coat rack during a storm, you’re showing how utterly classless you are.
When you steal someone’s umbrella from a bar’s coat rack at a private party where you’ve most likely spoken to and possibly even know the owner of the umbrella, you are an utterly classless dickwad.
When you steal MY umbrella from a bar’s coat rack at a private party where you’ve most likely spoken to ME and possibly even know ME, the owner of the mother fucking umbrella, you are an utterly classless dickwad and I hope you poked your eyes out when opening said umbrella.
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considering it wasn’t even raining that hard at the end anyway, that’s pretty sad.
indeed
Jesus H. Christ.
They were probably too drunk too remember? :)
Steph?? You still read blogs? :-p
You’re just too special :P