Hey Winner, cheer up because I'm going to bet that all those love birds are going to be hating their married lives in a couple years. [Sorry married friends, but it's better to be warned and know it happens, than worry that you may be the only unhappy wife out there. (Sorry, husband)] Man, we are major downers. When are we going to incorporate Happy Blind Bat (you know who you are) into the blog? Feel free to change your own code name. The husband wants us to refer to him as WealthyBigPenis....yeah right.
That was a hilarious story about the "love in your future". Ha ha ha...I'm still laughing. I think I would have walked out on the party. What did you even say when he finished the story? Was THAT couple at Hollywood Nail's surprise dinner?
I'm probably going to eat dinner with THE couple and Mute tonight, for the last time. Mute is leaving in the morn. I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to do with all the stuff that I can't bring back to LA and I asked THE couple if they wanted anything. Do you think that is fau' pau? Like, "hey do you want all the shit I don't want anymore?" Seriously though, the husband is making me bring back 2 years of stuff in only four suitcases. Clothes, books, blankets, plates, shoes, TOILETRIES (creams, serums, makeup)...you know. Plus, husband's clothes are quite heavy to compensate for his girth. (Again, sorry husband)
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