I’m so taking the low road tonight. And I won’t even apologize for it. WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT MILEY CYRUS SHIT ON THE VMAs????? First of all, I don’t watch award shows so when I see the derogatory postings on Facebook this morning, I had to Google that skank. The first thing that popped
WTH is a “chicka cherry cola,” anyway? And why did we all just LOVE that song when it came out? Confession: I still do. Feel free to judge me now. ***** Texting the non-BF, asking for money because I’m still fucking clueless about sticking to a budget. Me: “Help me, I’m poor!” Can I borrow
Years ago, I was dating a guy who told me that very thing, what’s up there in the title. His problem: I had three drinks that night to his one fruity girlie drink (with an umbrella and a pink flamingo, at that). And he learned I had a date with another guy that next week.
I totally crashed my younger brother’s high school reunion last night with my best friend from high school. Since I cannot be allowed out in public to drink by myself, she was my babysitter. High school reunions are pretty much a kitchen pass for amateur drinkers. You know the ones – their wives have no
This ad just popped up on Facebook: Speaking of advertisements, the stupid ones (because hey, anyone who has a dog that they consider part of their family talks to it, DUH!), if I wake up at 2 a.m. one more time and try to fall asleep watching Law & Order reruns, and see this commercial