Crissy is so tired today and she has a cold.
She didn’t sleep last night at all because Taco had the hiccups and Mister had the taking up 99 % of the bed no matter how hard Crissy tried to shove him back to his side and Alice had The Gas and kept waking herself up and growling at her own ass and today is a very, very busy day of groceries and Target and all sorts of errands to do while dragging a bitchy and uncooperative Girlfriend around with her.
And Crissy tried to paint her toezies this morning but no. She can reach them just fine but it’s so uncomfortable that she made a mess instead of a pretty and so that makes her lay on her bed and cry for twenty minutes feel even more sad because she’s forced to go to the Stop and Shop with naked toes in front of Vinny and everyone.
Crissy just wants to be pretty and unfettered like she was a long long time ago and so she has decided to run away and never ever come back.
- Even when I’m sick, I’m still more productive than you.
- A blind lady, a pokey cane, a pregnant chick, a cute little girl, and a blown out Leonardo Di Caprio walk into Target
- What Could Possibly Go Wrong?
- Run, Crissy! RUN!!!!
- Crissy Calls Bullshit in Yet Another Post With The Word Shit in it or Some Variation Thereof.