Are we supposed to think this is a true story?
I used to smoke back then and one morning during our break, a trombone player who was from Missouri, reached for a cigarette from my jumper pocket, so I shrieked and claimed he pinched my tit!
See, that’s what the app is perfect for.
If it is this guy who recounted the story is one of the worst writers to ever walk the face of the earth I realize he is not a professional writer.
How gullible and culturally illiterate are Queerty and its readers?
Description: I talked to my peers who gave me advice to joke back at the ones who were harassing me. Reading comprehension is your friend.