And no, despite all the brow beating, I still did not work on Hoodie. I probably won’t work on it tonight either, because I’m going for drinkies with the girls. I need some girlfriends time so I stop feeling like this:
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Don’t make me cut you.
Please, bitch. Whatever.
You talk a big game because you’re an hour away. You’d be running if I were right there, bitch.
Don’t make me get out the baton.
You are an evil, evil bitch.
Oh, I wish I was there. I could use a drinkie and some girlfriends. And maybe some beatin’ up.