Don’t = Do or Reverse Psychology works on me!!!
I realized something today
I never really enjoyed drinking until someone told me I shouldn't do it. Really, I was the sober friend. The one everyone depended on to give them a ride.
Now the closet thing I get to a drivers seat is when I try to whisper indecent nothings into Terick's ear at the end of the night. Empathis on try. Seriously I was dry as a dehumidifier in the fuckin
I'm no lush btw but honestly wtf. Someone says don't drink and all I can think about is what flavor cosmo I'm having with my appetizer and whether or not Ron's bringing the good gin tonight.
Someone tells me:
"Gurl you shouldn't look at that" and I stare with eyes as big as a deer's caught in a head light.
Mama said:
"Irene you shouldn't kiss boys it will get you pregnant" so I kissed girls too cause I figured it would cancel out the boys... I haven't been pregnant a day in my life (go team!!)
Doc says:
"You shouldn't drink" and I'm hanging out the window screaming where's the liquor at beyotches (sp?).
Terick says that I'm difficult but I think that's proof that I'm as easy as a crack whore on a Saturday night. Just tell me not to do something and I'll be all over it.
I find it to be a laughable tragically pathetic trait and I have to get it under wraps
after the company party on Friday that is.