Someone’s mom just called the bar to tell us her daughter doesn’t need to be drinking and two minutes later she came up and closed her tab. Happy Friday.
Anyone have a nice, wholesome moment where you’re adoring your child and, in the same train of thought, think about how in 20 years they might be the kid on the radio singin “I wanna see some ass”?
I can’t taste anything but have these intense cravings. I don’t even like French fries but I just paid 29 dollars to have McDonald’s delivered because I haven’t been able to stop thinking about fries for two days — knowing without a doubt I won’t be able to taste any of it 🥺