Andy: “Hey, Anthony, I’m hungry.”
Me: “Well, Andy, how about a nice, warm plate of SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET ON YOUR KNEES, BITCH!?!”
Okay, so I was just checking my e~mail, and what do I find? Some random message from something that claims to give scholarship grants (or some such college stuff) to teenage dads. I know that I’m a smexy beast, but I’m pretty sure that I don’t have any illegitemate children running around.
Of course, you silly fucking goose! And I’m sure that even though you won’t let me know who you are, you are really fucking awesome.
I think that I may start replacing the letter “d” and “j” (or, rather, “j” and “d”) in people’s names because I kinda feel like it. Of course, if you’re one of my super BFFs and your name has any of those letters, I’m not gonna do that to you.
Thank you, random person who is not me.
“Moon-dark bleeding” ~ Menstruation