After my boyfriend finished his second wine cooler (chocolate wine, limade and strawberry fizzy water), and his second plate of fatty foods, with a side of espresso chip ice cream...
I asked, "hey, do you wanna watch 'sex and the city', you're kinda eating like you're pregnant"
He said no, and went back to watching the Red Sox destroy the Yankees,
and I went back to my beer and painting my toe nails mauve.
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