I had a delightfully sinful weekend. The bf and I finally went to the spanking new Krispy Kreme to try some donuts to find out what all the fuss was about. My bf loved them so much, we went twice in two days! As we sat in the parking lot gorging on original glazed, my bf turned to me with donut bits clinging to his chin and said "OMG, no WONDER Americans are so fat! These donuts rule!"
I can't believe my bf. He's been pigging out on donuts and pepsi and haagen daaz ice cream on a regular basis, yet he's losing weight! I would KILL for his metabolism.
Boys are so lucky. It makes me wish I was a boy. Minus all that body hair. And that problem with unruly nose hairs. Oh, and between the butt cheeks hair. But since I really like boys, I guess I'd have to be gay, and while we're at it, let's make Orlando Bloom and Justin Timberlake gay, then we could have one huge homosexual orgy of hot man on man on man sex. Oooh, shivers.
Omg, I also watched a movie that I thought would be horrendous, but I'm ashamed to say that I found it pretty hilarious. The movie? SORORITY BOYS. Oh the guilty pleasure.
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