Let's just say my life doesn't revolve around 3 a.m. feedings, my mans screaming, "But I own this trailer!" as he throws whiskey bottles through our corn husk drapes, and making sweet love behind Old Man Pumpernickel's marijuana patch during Sunday church services.
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Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Is this hell?
Lady on my left spills soda on my dress. Ladies on my right chat through the entire movie. (Is it really necessary to repeat dialogue and explain the jokes and then sing along to Wilson-fucking-Phillips?) I've had it with public movie watching ... and I work in the fucking industry!


freshly baked by Lily @ 10:25 PM 
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