February 25, 2006
affectionately yours
You. You. You know who you are. Driving up and down our street at 1:00 am. Not just driving up and down our street, but LOUDLY. Revving your super fast man engine. Peeling out on two wheels. Mufflers the size of volleyballs (some how I don't think the muffler is indicative of the size of your bits). Take it to the track!
You.
I don't like you.
Bitterly yours,
old bitch w/ two kids.
ps your Andretti-esque driving skills didn't seem to both any one else in my house. All the pillows were covered with drool. I just happened to be awake- solving world hunger, redecorating my bathroom in my head and figuring out what I will wear to my 40th birthday. Which thank you, is not for a LONG TIME!
posted by Becca at 9:28 AM
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1 Comments:
haha, Oh Rebecca. you crack me up. We both seem to want to rant and rave about stupid shit we dont have too much control over. Amazing.
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