Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:I love to slurp down exceptionally spicy soup at any restaurant that serves it. Pho especially with tons of Sriracha. I sweat profusely and get my nose running something awful. Obviously I have to sop up the sweat and blow my nose with napkins the entire time. I pile them up on the table and meekly apologize to the waitress when she has to collect them.
White male. Income $750k per year.
Please tell me you are joking
Yes, please, joking. I am laughing so hard because this guy is either obnoxiously funny in his humor or, if he's for real, he's going to be single for life.
Yeah, no, I legit do this. Except making the waitress pick it up. That was embellishment. I put it on the plate with the bean sprouts I don’t use so she can just easily toss it. Bean sprouts = big time salmonella risk. Plus I’m super charming.
Sweating through the neck of my dress shirt at lunch is my version a construction guy’s glistening bare arms.