Ack! Help! I've been swoonded by the Greek goddess of acting and red wine known as Lola!
Ok, so I woke up this morning and got ready to meet L-Dogg at the Castro street fair. On my way there, I saw some flowers and picked 'em for her. I thought "Hey, cool, it's a punk rock present, it's from nature's bounty, yo!" So then i'm on Market street and this took place:
"Hey! You there. Buy mah flowahs. 5 dollas today means yuh git sum tonaight." -A flower seller.
"I'm cool sir, thanks."
"Your flowers look lahke shit! They're pahthetic!" -The guy
"Um, no?" -Me
"Buy his flowers! If you give those scrawny flowers you got there to some girl, she's gonna think you SUCK!" -A random woman
I shook my fist VIOLENTLY and ran into the underground metro tunnel away from those arsefaces.
So I met Lola and she taught me such romantic phrases in French such as, "You have a porcupine up your ass." Then we watched this movie about Lewis Carrol and his pedophelia and couldn't stop cracking up because we kept makin' fun of stuff. We saw a preview for Singing in the Rain with those two guys and a chick dancing and she muttered "Threesome" under her breath almost causing me to spit out my soda. Then we watched the movie and this news reporter guy was CLEARLY in love with some chick who looked like she was 12!!!
"Ew, she's 12!!!" -Me
"Shut up, she's 17!"- -Lola
"She's 12." -Me
"I will FIGHT YOUUUUUU!!!" -Lola, yelling and shaking fist.
Haha. We marvelled over how cute the dogs were that people were walking and it was great. Some cops yelled at me to get off the street and I shrugged and said "God, how many times do the cops have to tell me that?" and Lola cracked up.
Then we went to a bar and Lola drank a Cosmopolitan and I drank a Shirley Temple. A couple of weeks ago a priest came up to me and told me to give girls cosmos to get them drunk and take advantage of them! I bullshit you not. I started laughing at Lola saying "The priest was right!" and she claimed I was "Naughty." haha. I also saw N's best friend across the bar from us and panicked because I thought the tall, curly haired woman she was with was "the other woman" that N had cheated on me with.
**Looking at curly haired woman** "Whoa, she's hot." -Lola
"AAAGH! I think that's the chick N cheated on me with!" -Me
"She looks like a HO!" -Lola
We went to another restaurant and I ate some yummy tofu in noodles and drew a picture of a bee's knee and told Lola that she was the bees knees. And she is. heehee.
Once again, i've been swoonded; I repeat, i've been swoonded...gunman down!
Ok, so I woke up this morning and got ready to meet L-Dogg at the Castro street fair. On my way there, I saw some flowers and picked 'em for her. I thought "Hey, cool, it's a punk rock present, it's from nature's bounty, yo!" So then i'm on Market street and this took place:
"Hey! You there. Buy mah flowahs. 5 dollas today means yuh git sum tonaight." -A flower seller.
"I'm cool sir, thanks."
"Your flowers look lahke shit! They're pahthetic!" -The guy
"Um, no?" -Me
"Buy his flowers! If you give those scrawny flowers you got there to some girl, she's gonna think you SUCK!" -A random woman
I shook my fist VIOLENTLY and ran into the underground metro tunnel away from those arsefaces.
So I met Lola and she taught me such romantic phrases in French such as, "You have a porcupine up your ass." Then we watched this movie about Lewis Carrol and his pedophelia and couldn't stop cracking up because we kept makin' fun of stuff. We saw a preview for Singing in the Rain with those two guys and a chick dancing and she muttered "Threesome" under her breath almost causing me to spit out my soda. Then we watched the movie and this news reporter guy was CLEARLY in love with some chick who looked like she was 12!!!
"Ew, she's 12!!!" -Me
"Shut up, she's 17!"- -Lola
"She's 12." -Me
"I will FIGHT YOUUUUUU!!!" -Lola, yelling and shaking fist.
Haha. We marvelled over how cute the dogs were that people were walking and it was great. Some cops yelled at me to get off the street and I shrugged and said "God, how many times do the cops have to tell me that?" and Lola cracked up.
Then we went to a bar and Lola drank a Cosmopolitan and I drank a Shirley Temple. A couple of weeks ago a priest came up to me and told me to give girls cosmos to get them drunk and take advantage of them! I bullshit you not. I started laughing at Lola saying "The priest was right!" and she claimed I was "Naughty." haha. I also saw N's best friend across the bar from us and panicked because I thought the tall, curly haired woman she was with was "the other woman" that N had cheated on me with.
**Looking at curly haired woman** "Whoa, she's hot." -Lola
"AAAGH! I think that's the chick N cheated on me with!" -Me
"She looks like a HO!" -Lola
We went to another restaurant and I ate some yummy tofu in noodles and drew a picture of a bee's knee and told Lola that she was the bees knees. And she is. heehee.
Once again, i've been swoonded; I repeat, i've been swoonded...gunman down!
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