You'll no doubt recall me mentioning

the unbelieveably gorgeous Italian girl who caught me leching at her the other week? Turns out she's actually half-Italian, half-Brazilian, which is why I'm mentioning it to you, in your role of having-shagged-every-female-on-the-continent.

last Friday I was in the Sales office, and she turns around in her chair and says "Alan - next Friday, I'm going to buy you some fruit".

This was moderately weird, but someone else joined the convo and it moved on, and I forgot about it.

Today, she waves me over to her and remionds me that tomorrow we're having fruit together.

Is this some kind of weird South American ritual thingy?

Posted By: Sugbad The Bad, Sep 15, 19:23:44