Okay, that reminds me. What's with guys giving girls they are interested in their number? I understand how you young whippersnappers do that now, but I don't get it. Why, back in my day, a young man would ask the lady if he could call her, and she might respond by giving him her number (written on a mastodon pelt, of course.)
If a man came up and handed me his number, I think I might not be able to keep the incredulous amusement at his sand off my face.
What's up with that?
If a man came up and handed me his number, I think I might not be able to keep the incredulous amusement at his sand off my face.
What's up with that?
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