They glazed into each other's eyes
A dead bird.
Me: *Remembering dropping my phone on my face* "STOP ASKING ME ABOUT FIGHT CLUB!"
A. "I couldn't imagine a date could be interested in knowing about me more than this website"
When you are a type of radiation. No one wants someone who can't penetrate well.
Me: nothing. Mgr: Where're all the donuts
It's a Taurus!
Way to go dude, you're kiln it!"
Don't glaze me, bro