Huh? what the...
see, i have a couple of friends who have been telling me to buy a property. a house, condo... appt... anything with four walls so that they can park their dogs and kids.
that, i can understand.
and they want to use the (still fictitious) kitchen to cook meals during gatherings.
that, i can make sense of too.
but i'm now responsible for her neck lines?
what neck lines? when does she ever have neck lines?
and since when are saggy boobs being used as a deadline?
ok... i'm not even gonna go there.
Sheesh.
anyone who at this time think that this friend of mine is not looker is wrong. she's definitely a looker. she's just not that great when it comes to using proper umm... units for time reference.
and we HAVE got to look into that.
or i'll be having weird hallucinations over dinner.
necklines... saggy boobs....
*shivers*
1 comment:
you could just have a wild affair with a cosmetic surgeon and then get all your good friends, and yourself included of course, a smashing discount on nips and tucks whilst stocks last. before the prices of seafood start inflating.....
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