You're sitting in a dingy bar. You drain the dregs of the last alcoholic beverage you can afford for the night. You've got one shiny coin left. You look around for something to spend it on. There's a charity jar at the end of the bar, which you reach out for. But just beyond it you see a big flashing jukebox. You walk over and slot your coin in. Not sure what to choose, you hit RANDOM.
The discs whirr into place, and it comes up...
The discs whirr into place, and it comes up...
And yet...
Another thought that's been bouncing round inside my bonnet:
Does anyone know you're on Getdare? Would you tell them?
I've told one or two friends that I'm on, but I kinda don't want it to get round. And god knows what I'd do if my parents found out. I got laughed at for weeks when they found my small collection of porn... How about you?
Does anyone know you're on Getdare? Would you tell them?
I've told one or two friends that I'm on, but I kinda don't want it to get round. And god knows what I'd do if my parents found out. I got laughed at for weeks when they found my small collection of porn... How about you?
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Posted 12-16-2007 at 06:11 AM by depp -
Posted 12-16-2007 at 02:00 PM by Hampers -
Posted 01-11-2008 at 07:56 AM by Isabell