Girl with vomit on her sleeve asks, “So are you a bouncer or something?”
“Yeah–” [proudly fires off list of a dozen area clubs at which he bounces]
“Cool.”
Girl with vomit on her sleeve asks, “So are you a bouncer or something?”
“Yeah–” [proudly fires off list of a dozen area clubs at which he bounces]
“Cool.”
The barf was not hers.