$20 For You to Come Over and Get Your Knees Dirty. And Then Take Me Grocery Shopping
Well, good news and bad news.
Good news is that the stitches are out and I met an unbelievably hott intern at the doc’s office.
Bad news is that I’m on crutches for another 2-3 weeks. Which means more useless posts like this, or this one, ooh, this was a disaster, and this one, and oh Jesus, this was a slow month.
I have some more bad news. I’m out of food. And no one to take me grocery shopping. And that hott intern? I can’t remember her name. I remember what her butt looked like, but not her name. I tried making a drawing of it in MS Paint for you, but it just didn’t look the same.
Jesus H. Christ I’m bored.
Good news is that the stitches are out and I met an unbelievably hott intern at the doc’s office.
Bad news is that I’m on crutches for another 2-3 weeks. Which means more useless posts like this, or this one, ooh, this was a disaster, and this one, and oh Jesus, this was a slow month.
I have some more bad news. I’m out of food. And no one to take me grocery shopping. And that hott intern? I can’t remember her name. I remember what her butt looked like, but not her name. I tried making a drawing of it in MS Paint for you, but it just didn’t look the same.
Jesus H. Christ I’m bored.
