I swear on Taylor Swift’s clit that this story is true.
It was the year 2010, and everyone at the university was getting ready for Halloween. I was trying to act like a normie and I was socializing with some freshmen students in the dorms.
It was an apartment dormitory, so there was a kitchen and an oven. People were drinking, so of course people became hungry. One guy suggested, “Someone should bake some cookies.”
- I swear, this stacy had a disgusted look on her face, and she said, “I hate cookies.”
Everybody in the apartment was like, “What the fuck are you talking about?”
It was unfortunate, because she was attractive, but what guy could be attracted to a foid who “hates cookies?”
It was the year 2010, and everyone at the university was getting ready for Halloween. I was trying to act like a normie and I was socializing with some freshmen students in the dorms.
It was an apartment dormitory, so there was a kitchen and an oven. People were drinking, so of course people became hungry. One guy suggested, “Someone should bake some cookies.”
- I swear, this stacy had a disgusted look on her face, and she said, “I hate cookies.”
Everybody in the apartment was like, “What the fuck are you talking about?”
It was unfortunate, because she was attractive, but what guy could be attracted to a foid who “hates cookies?”
