!eighty-three

[ms_superfuck]

WOW.

UH. YEAH? GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF THESE CLASSES RIGHT THE FUCK NOW. I DO NOT COOK. I DO NOT SEW PRETTY BULLSHIT. AND I DO NOT WANT TO TAKE A FUCKING CLASS ON RAISING KIDS. AND WHY I DO NOT DANCE YOUR GAY BALLET. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. I GOT THE GAYEST SCHEDULE HUMANLY POSSIBLE. WHO THE FUCK WOULD GENUINELY SIGN UP TO MAKE CUPCAKES, SOCKS, KIDS,

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[underbellyfuck]

I'm not coming in until you're away from your fire and brimstone, mostly because we all know how that went last time.

PS: I'll test that out for you. As a favor. ♥

PPS: You left your bra in her care. I only know because she mailed it to me.

[ms_superfuck]

That's a fascinating story. Y'wanna tell it again?

PS: Test what out.
PPS: Whose care.

[underbellyfuck]

No. Actually.

PS: The tat.

PPS: I meant to write "car" but care can probably operate in it's stead - it either fell out of your bag, or your more careless than I thought you were.

[ms_superfuck]

PS: Oh, right. Yeah. It's pretty fuckin' ballin'.
PPS: Right, the one you totally stole. I don't even wear bras, it's probably one of your bitches'.