When I tell you I cried laughing when she hit that “I’m tellin’ you..” I promise I saw Gabriel at the gates and he handed me a trumpet to knock that heffa back with.
omg did you really pay your bill with change? LOL
Naw, but June-June had pulled out this plastic bag of change and I couldn’t resist the foolery. Lmao!
Are you going to jail? lol You don’t want the county.
Especially not a NY county jail. I’ll pass. lol
I am thankful to have a car although I can’t drive it now.
I wish I still had Lucille, but I probably wouldn’t rock with her up here much anyway.
::hobbles away:: can’t afford to fall again
Yes, you get somewhere and sat down.
You have my sympathy. I can’t with these incompetent buffoons.
Sometimes I imagine I’m Drew Barrymore in Firestarter (1984) with a magic Beyonce fan blowing my dark Caesar while I squench my eyes and telepathically burn cubicles.