Sometimes I just wanna talk with mah single ladies.
Anyway, we're sitting at a booth at a lovely australian bar, when a man named Steve comes and sits down with us.
He asks us how old we are (HOW RUDE) and says he's 19.
Really?
I wouldn't have guessed. I tell him his facial hair is workin' for him, makes him look older.
He says "I actually shaved my moustache this morning."
"Yeah, me too." - Larissa.
I generally like to make jokes about me being a man and/or transvestite to guys at the bar.
I don't know why I do this!
It doesn't seem to deter men. I find this unsettling.
"Uhhh... are you joking?" - Steve
"No." - Says Larissa. Straight face.
Steve looks at Tamara.
"Is she joking?" he asks her.
Tamara looks at him and slowly shakes her head,
"Nope."
There's an awkward silence.
And then he continues to hit on me; Larissa minus the Moustache.
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I may be changing my mind about your name.
Herkules works, but when I hear about these drunken cock blocking stories, it makes me think of something a wee bit different.
Ya, you guessed it (or maybe you didn't)
AMERICAN GLADIATORS
MALIBU
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