Apr 04, 2006 09:50
so baskin robbins is no longer my favorite place.
i found what appeared to be three pubic hairs in my sunday cappuccino blast. what did i ever do to them? the penis is not the most efficient stirring tool, i'm sure.
ick. blegh. errrrgh.
worked off my fat and disgust with three hours of the world's greatest sport... badminton. oh yes. i'm like frickin' john mcenroe (except much girlier and really bad at tennis). i'll build up my serving arm and then take down the whole baskin robbins franchise with a single shuttlecock. you don't mess with The Helenator.
or maybe you do. i don't know.
in other news, my orthodontist is a prick. more on that in eight weeks.