when my hands were choking you last night

May 25, 2004 18:27

First of all, we have a couch that reeks of Courtni's boss's ass. The girls got it last fall and Febrezed it all the time but it still stinks, and I soaked it in Febreze on Sunday when we got it and now there is this fetid cloying fat guy ass and Fresh Rain smell that just kind of hovers in a humid shit-cloud. Mediacom took away the $163 back ( Read more... )

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koalayummy May 25 2004, 20:46:20 UTC
Very true. Kinda like people who are only good on Sundays, u know? Or just before Christmas. :)

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I'll agree with that darkengobot May 26 2004, 06:07:55 UTC
Or as I would say, "love is a sandwich bag filled with peanut butter crackers." Romanticism is dead, it died a horrible, gasping, screaming death at the hands of modernism. At one time, romanticism was expected--the act was formalized and canon, and because of this, it was dignified. Now, any romantic act is haunted by thoughts on both parties like, "Didn't Ross do this for Rachel in last season's 'Friends'?"

If you made a candlelight dinner, you certainly didn't do it hoping to get laid.

I do buy flowers, but they always come in a pot with dirt. Dead flowers suck.

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scaracetera May 26 2004, 18:22:46 UTC
right on.

right now, i'm a little annoyed because he got me a birthday present. in fact, he got me 2, and he's sending them to me. i'm just thinking, why the hell did you go and do that? i don't need things, and i certainly don't need you to be going out of your way financially to get me things. we're supposed to be saving money to be together. i want that more.

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