It's 7 AM, and Sweetie woke you up before she left for work so that you could move your car before it gets towed.
Well, it's your day off damnit. Why is the city towing your car on your day off? And why so goddamn early in the morning? Fucking city and their fucking temporary fucking we'll -tow-your-ASS-to-the-stone-age-signs.
When you get outside to move the car...you see the sign clearly states THURSDAY in giant red letters.
Uhg! Sweetie is soooooo gunna get it when she gets home tonight. She owes you dinner. You think you want a fried-oyster po' boy at Stella's Fish Cafe. That'll teach her to wake you up early in the morning on your day off because she doesn't want your car to get towed. Grrr.
Plus, you want the whole New Orleans experience with your po' boy. You're gunna order a hurricane, and you're gunna make her wear Mardi Gras beads and show you her boobs.
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Listen. I woke up ready to do my usual scroll-and-sip combo—check
Instagram, maybe buy glazing milk, scroll some more, possibly buy barrier
butter if pay...
3 days ago
1 comment:
ha ha ha
Good stuff.
I'm curious to have one of those po' boys...
And Stella's...I haven't been to the location since it was Tonic where in which they fucked up my Cesar salad. But I digress...
Now I'm hungry.
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