Back in Black Bitches!

Ahem, sorry mom for the cursing.

Anyhow, I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK.

So .....what to discuss. What to discuss. Well I think to bring us back a story would be... my twinkie.

Who is my twinkie you say, the twinkie is this super young (20'ish) guy who asked me out like a month ago. Granted he was super hot! And I like dating, but more importantly, I appreciate a man who will actually ask me out.

So he asks. And I say okay. Knowing full well, this couldn't end well.

Anyhow so he did the atypical phone call at like 10, and we talked. Which was fine... UNTIL he decided to detail, how he likes to a) illegally drink beers on dates and b) then make girls who have a problem with it. Sit outside the resturant, til he is ready to get them.

LET US GATHER OUR COLLECTIVE LAUGHS, as we picture, a guy, any guy, telling me to sit outside by his car and still actually expecting to have a car and not small pieces of metal and tires when he comes out.

Yeah. what. But the best part is he just kept talking. WHO FLIPPING DOES THAT.... "yeah, I make the ho's stand outside, because I like beer"

totally, hot. Really, I could barely hold back my primal attraction while I hung up the phone. on. him.

I don't think he got it though. He sent me random text messages the next day. How.... quaint.

Like I said... I am back bitches...like Paris in lockup... please return to your regularly scheduled activities