That brunchy-thing He Who Must Be Humored went to, for a friend's 40th birthday? Yeah. He got there a bit late, around 4 p.m., and just called me now (10 p.m.) to say he's leaving. A brunch. From 4 to 10. PM.
Hello, Germans? I think maybe we should clarify the meaning of the word Brunch? As in, even this far north, even in the dead of winter, a meal eaten after nightfall is not brunch. No, not even in Spain. Okay?
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Did you check his collar for lipstick? I'm just sayin'... ;)
hahahahaha! Didn't even occur to me! No, he doesn't have time for an affair. Neither do I. I really do wonder how some people manage it...
So is it Germans or just men that have no concept of time? *snort*
(And btw, wasn't sure if you saw this. Thanks again!)
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