Valentine's Date Triple Threat

A romantic dinner for 3. Glad to be a third-wheel. It allows me to intrude in other’s intimate wave-link. Refusing to sit home alone on this atrocious day, I pouted and unleash the ravishing puppy eyes. Convinced by my state of loneliness, the boys, filled with pity and remorse, and armored with benevolence, performed an act of chivalry. Thank you for dinner bitches!!! There is such a thing as a free ride.

Sorry Frank, about your baby Tacoma. Precious one was hauled away from you. No worries, another expensive story added to the So Cal experience.

Who’s got your back bro? That’s right, say my name bitch!!! hahaha