My cousin Frankie got piss-ass drunk last night and asked me to drop her off for a booty-call. This is the same booty call who did her while drunk in the beach.
How do I know this? She tells me everything.
Call me old-fashioned, call me virtuous, call me disgusted but this is too much. I almost decked my cousin for giving me the rhetoric she is bored at her house because she's not going to school. This is the cousin who tells me she's fucking 5 other guys on the side just for kicks. This is the cousin who's going to nursing school so she can have the status of having a "proper job." And her friends at work urge her on with her escapades.
Well y'know what? She can fucking go to hell.
I dropped her off alright. Along with my respect for her and every good thing I had thought about her.
How do I know this? She tells me everything.
Call me old-fashioned, call me virtuous, call me disgusted but this is too much. I almost decked my cousin for giving me the rhetoric she is bored at her house because she's not going to school. This is the cousin who tells me she's fucking 5 other guys on the side just for kicks. This is the cousin who's going to nursing school so she can have the status of having a "proper job." And her friends at work urge her on with her escapades.
Well y'know what? She can fucking go to hell.
I dropped her off alright. Along with my respect for her and every good thing I had thought about her.