Now why don't you go put on your best pair of sweat pants and cash in a savings bond and head on over to the local sports bar order up a few drinks and sit next to a table and pretend they're your friends,and come back to Ef and tell us how much fun you had with the guys, you delusional piece of shit.
Real shit...what do you think is wrong with me? I want the real story from her lips...we talked for over a year...I want to hear this...real stuff..not just anger related shit.