I suppose I should tell you all about my interesting night last week.
Plan: n
A scheme, program, or method worked out beforehand for the accomplishment of an objective: a plan of attack.
I had an objective for last monday night.
Plan A worked out okay, but with the plan B type of guy. I did have a very heavy make out session with someone whose name I can not remember for the life of me. Therefore, he has been dubbed plan B. Now plan B was not a bad looking guy, just not the guy I set my sites on when I walked into the bar. But plan B was with the band which gave him points, he also played the stand up bass, which again, gives him lots of points. I'm not much for a rockabilly boy, not that I don't think they are hot, I've always kinda gone for skater types. Now plan B was nice, quiet, laughed at all my jokes, was interested in my tattoos and had witty remarks to par mine. The night ended up with me wearing his cowboy hat, and I posted as many sg stickers as I could all over thier equipment. I swear I musta asked his name a thousand times. But I still cant remember it. Whats the moral of the story kids? Just be glad you didn't fuck him. Cause next time I compile that list, I would really hate to have to add the name "plan B" to my list of conquests.
Everyone have a lovely weekend.
Plan: n
A scheme, program, or method worked out beforehand for the accomplishment of an objective: a plan of attack.
I had an objective for last monday night.
Plan A worked out okay, but with the plan B type of guy. I did have a very heavy make out session with someone whose name I can not remember for the life of me. Therefore, he has been dubbed plan B. Now plan B was not a bad looking guy, just not the guy I set my sites on when I walked into the bar. But plan B was with the band which gave him points, he also played the stand up bass, which again, gives him lots of points. I'm not much for a rockabilly boy, not that I don't think they are hot, I've always kinda gone for skater types. Now plan B was nice, quiet, laughed at all my jokes, was interested in my tattoos and had witty remarks to par mine. The night ended up with me wearing his cowboy hat, and I posted as many sg stickers as I could all over thier equipment. I swear I musta asked his name a thousand times. But I still cant remember it. Whats the moral of the story kids? Just be glad you didn't fuck him. Cause next time I compile that list, I would really hate to have to add the name "plan B" to my list of conquests.
Everyone have a lovely weekend.
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try to understand shorty's journal entery.
plan: z
leave a stupid/retarded comment
plan: t
go and hump my furniture