The Beard texted me tonight. He works at the bar around the corner from my apartment on Mondays and Tuesdays, so I can safely say that he is looking for a little after-work bootay.
His pickup line for the evening: "Hey whats up".
Riiiiight. Because that one will get me into bed every time.
(He should know by now that I need a couple of shots and a few Blue Moons in me, and then a "hey whats up".)
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