M: Here you go dude.
D: What’s this?
M: It’s for you.
D: You should put that away.
M: Why?
D: Because we’re in Public.
M: Really?
D: Yah.
M: There’s no weed in here, it’s a burrito wrapper.
D: …oh.
M: Here you go dude.
D: What’s this?
M: It’s for you.
D: You should put that away.
M: Why?
D: Because we’re in Public.
M: Really?
D: Yah.
M: There’s no weed in here, it’s a burrito wrapper.
D: …oh.
so is D bean dip
No, D would be the boyfriend of the girl I hit in the ankle with a softball when she was running to first and then fell over.
its funny that even after your description i have no clue who in the hell these people are. why didn’t you just say you don’t know them
What fun is that?