This Fucking Gal
The gal who says 'can we move?' after the appetizers arrive
Drinks are down, spinach dip is live, and suddenly she decides the energy near the window is more flattering to her personality.
The gal who says 'can we move?' after the appetizers arrive
A brand-new table because the lighting has become emotionally unsupportive.
The gal who says 'can we move?' after the appetizers arrive. A brand-new table because the lighting has become emotionally unsupportive.
Drinks are down, spinach dip is live, and suddenly she decides the energy near the window is more flattering to her personality.
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