If given the opportunity, or, at least when I decide I'm ready, I like to think I'd be a damn good girlfriend.
Lenny was having a bad weekend (the Knights and Jags lost...again) so I thought I'd be the best and surprise him with a six pack of his favorite beer, a Calfiornia burrito, and a box of condoms. (Seriously, what more could a guy want, right?!)
So there I am, walking around Ralphs (in my pajamas, sans bra because it's still hot as balls) looking for the condom aisle. Well, turns out there isn't a condom aisle, (c'mon! this was in Hillcrest!)... they had condoms... but none big enough to fit him.
So I just showed up with a six pack of beer and burritos.
Still awesome, but not has awesome as it could have been.
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