I approached a gorgeous woman outside the pub last night:<br />“Is it true that chicks dig scars?”<br />“Not me,” she said. “I can’t stand them.”<br />“Good,” I said, pulling out my knife. “Then I’m sure you’ll do what you’re told…”
I approached a gorgeous woman outside the pub last night:
“Is it true that chicks dig scars?”
“Not me,” she said. “I can’t stand them.”
“Good,” I said, pulling out my knife. “Then I’m sure you’ll do what you’re told…”