Always A Pleasure
So last night as I was heading out to meet my teammates from the celebrity
Anyhoo, I told her about the super's GF, so later she went home and then she calls me- someone turned all the lights off in the hallway again. The next thing I know, she's back at the bar with a bag and is all, "I can't stay there! I'm going to my boyfriend's house" and I'm all, "shit". So I introduced her to the ladies on the league, next thing I know they're all hitting it off so I took my cue to leave so that if there was someone lurking in the hallway I didn't want to be too drunk to practice my sweet capoiera moves.
Luckily I got home safe, and this morning, I woke up to this note under my door from the landlord. Mind you, English is his first language.
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apparently you weren't the only one drinking last night.
Did I ever tell you about the time I caught her shoplifting at a stoop sale?
Yes! Who does that? Oh, that's right. Her.
I think it's hilarious that such a dysfunctional lunatic has a boyfriend and neither you nor I do. (It's either hilarious or totally friggin depressing.)
yeah, but look at the boyfriend.... do you really want a piece of that action?
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