I don’t want to be put in some Taxi driver’s bed!.. And he’s kissing me? No thanks.
I’m so starved for physical affection I’d go for it
You wake up 8 hours later
“Meter’s runnin, that’ll be $11,245.05”
And that’s the taxi driver’s debt collection agency the next day:
I always forget that DeNiro wasn’t born fat and old
DeNiro was a real badass when he was younger. But when he was younger was 60 years ago, so unless you’re a film buff, you won’t have seen most of his movies from his younger years.
To be fair, he’s still pretty badass.
Slightly open your eyes … pull up the comforter even tighter and go back to sleep like a fresh toasty warm cinnamon bun.
It would be a better world.
As full grown adults … most of us still feel this way and in an unjudgemental world, we probably wouldn’t mind a service like this.
You just need to ask your Uber driver.
Meals on wheels excepts it’s grandmas delivering home cooked meals and tucking you in.
Decades ago I got really drunk at an undergrad “pirate party” drinking way too much rum too quickly. I don’t have many memories of my trip home, but I remember a lucid moment when I passed the cabbie an extra $20 and said: please make sure I make it inside.
I woke up the next morning naked in my bed, somewhat alarmed. But rather than turning out badly, I discovered that I had stripped out of my puke-covered clothes after entering my apartment, leaving the pile behind the front door (in such a way that only I could have come through the door). I guess drunk me was trying not to spread the puke.
Thanks cabbie. And I hope I didn’t puke on you.
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