So we weren’t talking, but then like 2-3 weeks later I ran into my one friend who “hooks” late at night at a club, and he was obviously on some recreational drug, but I jovially greeted him and told him I’d buy him a beer to make up for my making inappropriate jokes.
He spacily accepted, and I did that.
“And I won’t even make you go sit on the bottle,” I was like.
Fortunately, he was too out of it to really process that remark, so the apologetic gesture held.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
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