my buddy and I were sitting on a wooden bench on a rooftop terrace with two super cute chicks on the other side of the table. my bag was on the bench, between my friend and I.
at some point, my buddy tells me: “dude, i think your phone is vibrating in your bag !”. at this moment, we both saw my phone, on the table.
we all understood in a loud (and very VERY embarrassing) silence that my stomach didn’t put up with the indian food I had earlier …
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