hahahahaha
Dear cute neighbor,
GET.OVER.YOUR.SELF
While you look cute in a bikini and you have some quirkiness in your humor, you don't eat GARLIC and you don't eat chicken. I could never cook some of my favorite foods for you. I could never bring you to my favorite restaurant. (Dali = the garlic win).
So I'm sorry if inviting you to a burlesque show with a bunch of co-workers (and it was implied that you could bring your boyfriend) was overstepping the bounds of familiarity established by comments made while vacationing in Mexico like "Viagra??? who wants/needs Viagra?!?"
I really had made peace with my crush on you a long time ago yo. We talked over dinner. I got a better understanding of the relationship with your boy, and I decided that you were happy and I wasn't going to get in the way of that. - and you can't eat Garlic.
so.. um.... sorry for making you feel uncomfortable.
***
We celebrated Victory over wages night last night as a friend got a raise. Off to Pepperoncini's (where there is free juke-box, and free pool tables, and 5 dollar large cheese pizzas on Tuesday nights!) It would have been a budget night, if not for the many shots of Dr. Mcgillicuddy's Mint Schnapps, the fried cheese, the nachos, and the ever continual pitchers of PBR and Guiness.
bb- what does Captain Morgan's Tattoo taste like
bartender dude - like robitussin, I can bring you a sample if you like
bb- right what does Dr. Mcgillicuddy taste like?
bartender dude - like peppermint
bb- we'll go with that option instead...
So minty fresh! Just like Listerine except it makes you giggle uncontrollably when you're trying to hold the pool que and sink the ball.
***
The kitchen looks.fucking.awesome.
The electricians came in and attached all the lights. (man does lighting change everything!)
next step... the counter-top!
I most post pictures.
Dear cute neighbor,
GET.OVER.YOUR.SELF
While you look cute in a bikini and you have some quirkiness in your humor, you don't eat GARLIC and you don't eat chicken. I could never cook some of my favorite foods for you. I could never bring you to my favorite restaurant. (Dali = the garlic win).
So I'm sorry if inviting you to a burlesque show with a bunch of co-workers (and it was implied that you could bring your boyfriend) was overstepping the bounds of familiarity established by comments made while vacationing in Mexico like "Viagra??? who wants/needs Viagra?!?"
I really had made peace with my crush on you a long time ago yo. We talked over dinner. I got a better understanding of the relationship with your boy, and I decided that you were happy and I wasn't going to get in the way of that. - and you can't eat Garlic.
so.. um.... sorry for making you feel uncomfortable.
***
We celebrated Victory over wages night last night as a friend got a raise. Off to Pepperoncini's (where there is free juke-box, and free pool tables, and 5 dollar large cheese pizzas on Tuesday nights!) It would have been a budget night, if not for the many shots of Dr. Mcgillicuddy's Mint Schnapps, the fried cheese, the nachos, and the ever continual pitchers of PBR and Guiness.
bb- what does Captain Morgan's Tattoo taste like
bartender dude - like robitussin, I can bring you a sample if you like
bb- right what does Dr. Mcgillicuddy taste like?
bartender dude - like peppermint
bb- we'll go with that option instead...
So minty fresh! Just like Listerine except it makes you giggle uncontrollably when you're trying to hold the pool que and sink the ball.
***
The kitchen looks.fucking.awesome.
The electricians came in and attached all the lights. (man does lighting change everything!)
next step... the counter-top!
I most post pictures.
