dear willow,

dear willow,

Thursday, February 17, 2011

my mommas white

x-stretch {p90x}


W called us for a 
lunch date today
so obvs we got into our
and were there in
6 seconds!!

if you know W,
then you know that he's
half evil and
hmmm what should i call it...

and he's rubbing off on me.

he ordered a fish sandwich with a side salad
and i ordered a whole salad.
the guy brings it to us and
W says that both salads are his.
the guy looks at him like he has 3 heads
and so i just said,
"he's really constipated".

i thought that i for once hag
"gotten him"
until our sweet, young, black waitress
comes to the table and
W says to Willow,
"does she look like your grandmother?"


1 comment:

whacha think?