Dear creepy guy hitting on me,
That’s a great story. You know who likes stories like that? My boyfriend. He tells them all the time with his friends at the boxing club when they’re lifting weights and taking steroids. I’m sure he’ll be thrilled that I met someone so friendly when he gets back from anger management. Oh wait, no, anger management is Friday night. Saturday is his “stabbing jerkoffs at parties†class.
-Girl
