THE BODY COUNT CONVOS

A while ago, i was single and searching and so when a friend asked me out on a date, i didn’t hesitate to say yes!. I spent the rest of the day trying to figure out what to wear (i mean a girl has to look great on the very first date…right?

my friend turned date never stopped talking about himself, he raved on and on and i just sat there trying to act interested.

After about one hour of his endless chattering, he finally asked me a question and in my head i was like…Oh! you finally realized you are on a date…..and there is someone other than you here, until it hit me that the question he asked was how many guys have you slept with.

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If I were you my reply would be, "Hundreds of men and still counting."

The perfect escape my dear

divinehand2003:
If I were you my reply would be, "Hundreds of men and still counting."

The perfect escape my dear

Lmao... I like your option.

I gave him a reply and he responded

You can click on the link to read the rest

Bloggers! So we have to click on the link to read ur lies?

We are not clicking the link again.

rawpadgin:



Bloggers! So we gave to click on the link to read ur lies?

It's a story... If it interests you then read it... If not move on..

Gyifted:



Lmao... I like your option.

I gave him a reply and he responded

You can click on the link to read the rest

Yh

Gyifted:
THE BODY COUNT CONVOS

A while ago, i was single and searching and so when a friend asked me out on a date, i didn’t hesitate to say yes!. I spent the rest of the day trying to figure out what to wear (i mean a girl has to look great on the very first date…right?). After ransacking my wardrobe in search of the perfect outfit, i proceeded to do my makeup and oh! it was such a struggle as i was having a bad eye brow day.

Well i told myself “no bad eye brow is going to make me chicken out and miss my Mr right”. Little did i know that i was walking into two hours of pure boredom and unnecessary talks.

my friend turned date never stopped talking about himself, he raved on and on and i just sat there trying to act interested while in my mind, i was planning all those ” i need to quickly use the bathroom kind of escape”.

After about one hour of his endless chattering, he finally asked me a question and in my head i was like…Oh! you finally realized you are on a date…..and there is someone other than you here, until it hit me that the question he asked was how many guys have you slept with.

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Click on link

Gyifted:

Click on link

No, we aren't clicking that link!

BraidedChannel:

No, we aren't clicking that link!

Lol... You probably have

Gyifted:


Click on link

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Dimples129:


Laclicklabend

Lol...

Be nice

Gyifted:



Lol...

Be nice

Lol

This story was going smoothly until i saw click the link, so goodnight. I'm not clicking

Augustap:
This story was going smoothly until i saw click the link, so goodnight. I'm not clicking

Lmao...

No problems

Gyifted:


Lmao...

No problems

At all

Guys and stupid question, they've lost count of how many girls they have slept with.

Chybeibe:
Guys and stupid question, they've lost count of how many girls they have slept with.

Worst sef is the fact that they feel entitled

Gyifted:


Worst sef is the fact that they feel entitled

True

Gyifted:
THE BODY COUNT CONVOS

A while ago, i was single and searching and so when a friend asked me out on a date, i didn’t hesitate to say yes!. I spent the rest of the day trying to figure out what to wear (i mean a girl has to look great on the very first date…right?). After ransacking my wardrobe in search of the perfect outfit, i proceeded to do my makeup and oh! it was such a struggle as i was having a bad eye brow day.

Well i told myself “no bad eye brow is going to make me chicken out and miss my Mr right”. Little did i know that i was walking into two hours of pure boredom and unnecessary talks.

my friend turned date never stopped talking about himself, he raved on and on and i just sat there trying to act interested while in my mind, i was planning all those ” i need to quickly use the bathroom kind of escape”.

After about one hour of his endless chattering, he finally asked me a question and in my head i was like…Oh! you finally realized you are on a date…..and there is someone other than you here, until it hit me that the question he asked was how many guys have you slept with.

Continue reading �
http://www.giftcollins.com/thebodycountconvos/

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