Every time I go to my hometown's website my heart dies a little bit.
http://www.andovervillage.com
That music, oh my god.
Anyway, for some weird reason I have friends even when I do things like this:
Laying on living room floor next to friend, Jerry. Talking about shaving.
Megan: You need to shave your back, it looks disgusting. You look like an animal. I feel like I should taxidermy you and put you on my wall.
Jerry: No I shaved my chest once...then it got all prickly.
Megan:: I hate when that happens.
Jerry: ...
Megan: Not my chest. When I shave my lucky spot.
Jerry: Starts laughing.
Megan: It is fine and then 4-5 days later I got some middle aged old redneck living down there. Like wearing a lumberjack hat or some shit.
Jerry: Rolling around laughing.
Megan: I'm like, "Vagina, what is wrong with you? You going fishing or something?" And it is like, "Yeah, I'm on a boat, mother fucker! Get me a beer." Then I'm like, "Vagina, you don't drink beer." And it is like, "Woman, don't tell me what I do and don't do. I run the show here." Then I'm like, "Fine...there is some Yuengling in the fridge."
Jerry: Dying of laughter.
Megan: But my vagina thinks Yuengling is shit. Apparently it only likes craft beer.
Jerry: I can't believe you are saying this. Laughing.
Megan: It gets lonely on your own.
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