Picked her up after she got blown, she spied my license plate and asked what’s the xbi?
After dining with her for a few hours it dawned on me that she knew as well as I did.
Amber reminds me a lot of Rollins, a sober Bukowski, my college girlfriend, and miss universe 2042.
But the best was when after looking at the dessert menu and not seeing what she wanted, she simply said to the waiter
May I have something that I don’t see here at all?
And ESPed him her desire and poof there it was
What’s the xbi, indeed.