Last week my childhood friend Zanny came to town. We drove to St. George (yee haw!) to visit our friend Stephanie. I had so much fun it was hard to go back to “real” life.
I want to write more about Stephanie and Zanny and how we’ve been friends for twenty years and that makes me feel really old and very loved by two incredibly awesome, fun, sassy, smart, beautiful women. But school and life are sucking my will, so I’ll have to save my gushing for Stephanie and Zanny for another time.
I’ll leave you with this picture of Steph’s son, Jack, and I. If it doesn’t make your ovaries ache, you better get ‘em checked.
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Bits and pieces of three best friends who’ve known each other for twenty years; bowling alley bars bring out the best in us.
“Tip number one: Wear a bikini everywhere, while you still can.”
“I don’t like the pooper.”
“I don’t like the pooper.”
“I like the pooper.”
“I said, Weezer makes me want to FUCK.”
“I can’t do that, I gotta save my back for fuckin’.”
“If that guy smells me again, I’m gonna have to get really mad.”
“Tiny cunt.”
“OK, if you wanna start talking about pussy…”
“Moles on the face, a sixth finger, and hairy nipples are all signs of witchcraft.”
“This is the last thing you’re gonna see before I fuck you in the ass.”
“It smells like coffee and poop in there.”
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