I just want to say this: if the LOVE of MY LIFE told me he wanted to live in WENATCHEE, and I knew he was the only chance I'd ever have at finding romantic partner happiness, I'd stare him in the eye and tell him I was sorry but FUCK OFF for even SUGGESTING such a horrid nightmare. And when I say nightmare, I want to use a reeeaaaaallly, reaaaaallly, good NY yiddish ACCENT.
Swear to GOD!
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