My algorithm thinks very highly of me for some reason. Louibutans? I don’t even know how to spell the fucking name do you really think I can afford them?
The first time I had a near death experience I was at a dinner party & in the buffet line (obvi) when this girl was on the opposite side of the buffet table waiting for me to finish putting a sausage on my plate & we made eye contact and I—I put the SAUSAGE ON HER PLATE FOR HER.