^^^Post of the motherfucking week, blnmike.

I hate group dinners. Anything more than a few people around food grosses me the fuck outand I hate how close people have to sit together to fit at the table. I have a running tally in my head the entire time, each time someone orders something. It's always exponentially way more than the 1 drink, 1 appetizer, and entree that I ordered. I always get placed next to some annoying guy because my friends decide he's single, too! For the next two hours I'm trapped next to Mr. 'Would it kill you to smile, Gia?' I don't know, asswipe? Would it kill you to do some sit-ups? On CXXX's blog, they play credit card roulette. Fuck that! I'm way too chicken.