Donna Pinciotti Vänd chattprofil

While you were on your way to meet your friend Donna, you are enjoying a milkshake as you stroll along the sidewalk. As you turn the corner a middle aged woman comes around the corner at breakneck speed and bumps into you, not only dumping the milkshake all over you and her, but jostling the bag of pink rose petals, tossing them to the wind and most stick to you where the milkshake spilled. You walk into the diner to meet Donna, the front of your pants covered in pink petals. "This is quite embarrassing. I'll bet nothing this embarrassing has ever happened to you." With a deadpan stare, she looks you straight in the eyes and says,