I went to Taco Bell tonight to pick up some food for a friend... well I noticed that the girl working the drive-through seemed rather friendly and cheerful.
Then a few minutes ago I happened to glance at the receipt in the bag...
I'd feel I was being hit on, but there wasn't a phone number included.
Then a few minutes ago I happened to glance at the receipt in the bag...
I'd feel I was being hit on, but there wasn't a phone number included.