He swerves violently off the road, and pulls the car to a screeching halt.“You fucking cheat!” he screams. “You’ve been playing off the ladies...�� tees all week.”Q: How do you know when you’re really ugly?A: Dogs close their eyes when they’re humping your legMemories from Chuck B ‎When I was in an all-boys high school, back during World War II, there was a fellow student with the surname of Cherkov. You can imagine how a bunch of teen boys pronounced that name. He was something of what may now be. We knocked on the door, a guy answered.He said, “I am Brad and you must be Brandi? I usually don’t work on Sundays but Ellen is such a good client I could not say no to her. Ellen talks about you all the time. You are much better looking than she led me to believe. In fact she called me this morning and told me she was not coming with you I was expecting you to be alone.”Brad was six foot one, blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, he looked to be between twenty-five to thirty. I knew this guy was a. It didn’t matter which I chose; it was was the end of our friendship.And how would our company survive that? Ms Duncan was right – we wouldn’t be able to work together effectively if we weren’t friends. Real friends. Together, on the same side.“I can’t choose,” I moaned. “This isn’t fair! The three of us being best friends is more important!”Tiff slumped down heavily in a chair at the kitchen table. Charlie did, too.“Girls are like buses; you’ve never had a girlfriend, Sam, that I know of, and. We finish our dance and head back to our table. You now realize why we have been topping your man’s drink up so often. I order us some whisky. When your man goes to the toilet James and I explain again what will happen. “When the club closes take your man home and put him to bed. We will follow you home. Once your man is asleep open the front door and let us in.” we say to you. I tell you to stop drinking. “Don’t get drunk. We want to fuck you good and proper” You are unsure about all.