My buddy and I picked up a couple of babes at a club. We offered to take the girls for food and then would give them a drive home.
When we got in the car all the girls did was talk about what a cheap Gino car my friend had, and how we were such typical Italians. As we were driving to the Greek place they pointed out people and why they were such losers because they were wearing a stupid hat or cheap jeans.
This went on for the entire agonizing drive. At Mr. Greek they complained about the food, the waiter, and that we didn't take them somewhere nicer. They bragged about how they wore top labels and that most other girls at the club were tramps. At this point I had wished I picked up one of those "tramps."
Some how we resisted the urge to ditch the bitches and did drive them home after eating.
It turns out they live together in an old run down apartment building in a rough area of town. My buddy and I both own nice houses... I guess we know who the losers are.
