So, I'm sittin' with Anon at lunch, and she comments on how she read my blog, and she says, "How can a skeleton . . . date a girl?"
I laughed so hard I almost fell out of my chair. I tried to explain some of it to her, and then i just gave up on it.
SO yeah, then she started talking about FOOD. And as a semi-poor person, I don't really eat lunch (it's how the government controls your mind, 'member?) and I was REALLY hungry.
she's like, "I want fried chicken. It sounds SOOOOO good right now. From KFC. with those honey biscuits, and some coleslaw, and maybe a BLT on the side . . "
I couldn't take it. I smacked her arm and said, "what the HELL is wrong with you?"
She laughed, and said, "I just want to make you hungry."
man . . . no i'm hungry again . . .
~Jink, who's going to try and mooch some food . . .
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