you: what are you doing tonight Justine?
Me: oh you know…going on a date…with a guy who’s name isn’t
Skipper, Kermit, or SSM. This guy knows the difference between then and than,
doesn’t have a girlfriend, and isn’t an alcoholic!
You: Praise Allah maybe there is hope for you
Me: No, not really, I am considering canceling because I don’t
want to put pants on…but my jungle fever is making me seriously consider
putting on pants
You: Justine. Put pants on go on this date. He sounds better
than the other guys you took your pants off for
Me: Yes, that is true. But there is just one problem
You: There always is
Me: He has a 4 year old kid so there could be potential for
baby momma drama
You: Run.
Me: Don’t tell me what to do! Smart, well educated, stable
good job, hot, and it will help with my jungle fever. What’s a little potential
baby momma drama?!
You: You are an idiot. You can’t take care of yourself, what
would you do with a 4 year old
Me: Shut up. It’s only one date. Don’t get ahead of yourself. I am going to put
pants on and go. Fuck you.
