There was a girl knocking on my hotel room door all night! Finally, I let her out.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My wife met me at the door the other night in a sexy negligee. Unfortunately, she was just coming home.
A girl phoned me the other day and said... 'Come on over, there's nobody home.' I went over. Nobody was home.
I was never the girl next door.
The other day at a drive-through, I reminded the teenage girl serving me that she forgot my drinks. She looked at me, hissed, rolled her eyes, and then took her sweet time getting me the sodas.
It started in middle school. Once, a group of girls locked me in the janitor's closet. Another time, a girl spilled chocolate milk down a dress I made. Girls would try to trip me in the hallway.
I was out of my bed in one second, trembling with excitement, and I dashed to the door and into the adjoining room, where I could watch the streets below from the windows.
I came from dinner, went downtown with my friends, the elevator was down, I ran down the hall toward my room at 10 at night, having had two glasses of wine.
Opportunity knocked. My doorman threw him out.
I was on the stairs coming down when she let him in.
A girl once came to my beery flat in Kensal Green, opened the blinds and cooked me breakfast. I married her.