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You want me to do WHAT for my ticket?

Went to the Royals game last night with a couple guys and it was a blast! It was rainy before the game but it held off the whole time we were there. So much fun to hang out with guys and drink a few beers!! We came back to my apartment and cooked some burgers and then went out for a while - today at work was a little R. U. F. F. but it was worth it! So much fun!!

Now, the point of this post. One of the guys, who've I've known for a long time, mentioned something on FB about having extra tickets to the game if anyone wanted to go. Hey! I wanted to go, so I sent him a message and told him to holler at me if he didn't get anyone to go. He sent me a text and asked "Do I get laid if u come?".

Yeeeeaaa...he really asked me that.

Seriously, does that sort of thing ever work for a guy?? What am I, a hooker that trades my goods for sporting even tickets?? I mean, I like the Royals and all but I wouldn't even do that for Superbowl tickets...well, maybe I would think about it (jk LOL), but still!! Even then! Really?!? I have to laugh and assume that guys say this kind of thing because they will get two reactions, either you will laugh in there face or you will do what they ask. I couldn't laugh in his face and I certainly wasn't goin to give him what he wanted, so I decided to play him. Mwah ha ha...he had it coming. I never gave him a hell no (or any kind of no) I just kept changing the subject or laughing him off whenever he brought it up. I got the ticket. He slept on my couch. Alone.

Guys use girls all the time. I can use them right back.

But in all seriousness, we all had fun and he wasn't pissed about anything nor do I really think he was expecting anything in return for the ticket.

Go Royals!! :)

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