i cannot pull one over on my BFFF
Category: dribblings
so i called laura, like, 10 minutes ago, right? because i wanted to tell her something cool, right?
so i call her and i’m all, “hey BFF, how are you?”
and she’s all, “good. how are you?”
and i’m all, “fine.”
and she’s all, “you’ve been drinking haven’t you?”
and i’m all, “what?! it’s only 4 o’clock. why would i… i mean, damn, how can you tell?”
“ha!”
“gah, was i slurring? i didn’t slur! i just said, “hi.” was it that i called you BFF?”
“no. there’s a lilt.”
“a what? am i THAT transparent? i can’t believe… i said three words!”
“there’s more like a… a concealed gleefulness… in your voice.”
“damn. you’re good.”
“i know.”
Tags: laura
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I’d like to take the credit that I am awesomely perceptive. But I kinda get the feeling Liz or Cookie or Kelly would have totally known, too. Drinkin’ buddies just know, dude.
this is popcicle. theres this rehab thing called AA. CHECK IT OUT.take mom with you.