Erik is talking to me right now. He got stoned out of his mind on Saturday. Great. I gave him the third-degree – well really fourth or fifth degree – and told him that I really don’t wait around for him to visit anymore. A little honesty in the day is nice. But he did tell me my hair is looking swell and my ass looked good in my Banana Republic jeans.
Erik is talking to me
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