A few summers ago a friend and I camped for a few nights in Yosemite while on a road trip. On the second night, the starter on our camp stove broke and we couldn't find the lighter we brought, so I decided to go ask the girl with the doberman in the next campsite over if we could borrow hers. When I got to her site, she was getting something out of the back seat of her car so I could only see her legs.
Me: "Hey, our camp stove is broken, can we borrow a lighter if you have one?"
Her, still in her car: "Fuck off, asshole"
Me: "Uh... k. I'll just go ask someone else. Sorry."
Her, as she stands up out of the back seat of her car: "Look man, just leave me the fuck alone, okay?"
Me (Internally): HOLY SHIT IT'S SASHA GREY
I think I actually laughed out loud at the absurdity of what had just happened.
After apologies from me for sneaking up on her, and apologies from her for yelling at me, she offered to let us use her working camp stove since she didn't have a lighter either.
We made some ghetto tuna casserole and drank beer and chilled for most of the night before heading back to our tents. She's a moderately emo hipster, but she's actually pretty smart. We talked about some weird fucking book she was reading, and about my friend's work. (He's a physicist at a university) She seemed like a pretty chill person I guess.
And that's the story of how I made Sasha Grey dinner, got drunk with her, spent the whole night with her, and didn't even once mention sex. Lol.
Her pictures are pretty emo teen-core tho.
