i am not deep throat, no, i am super sister

instead of spending the evening finishing the awesome book i’ve been reading constantly for two days and reading everything i could get my eyes on about Deep Throat, i donned my cape and sat on the couch.

tonight i was super sister to the rescue!

it seems sister #4 (aka bridezilla) and jose (aka groomzilla) had a huge blow out that involved the making of lunches and $20. i’m not so sure i followed it all. all i know that my role involved the repeated phrase “he should make his own fucking lunch.”

it seemed to be the right thing because she would nod her head in agreement.

also, in other news there was a car accident in front of case de la supergenius involving a pizza delivery guy and some random soccer mom. it was the most excitement we’ve seen here in ages. nobody was hurt and but i’m sure the pizza got really cold.

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