After which, we returned to the Botsch residence where we were invited to disco bowl with the Botsch Family. Upon arrival, we noticed a solid B-grade female working behind the counter. Throughout the evening, I (chris) developed the urge to get my mack on. So before leaving, I pulled a sly-ass move by slipping her my phone number on a piece of paper. She quickly asked "whats this?" So I replied, "yeah, it's my number...".
"So what did she say?"- you may be asking yourself.
"I'm very flattered, but I'm married"
bummer.
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