He’s gonna kill me.
So, we’re taking a break. “Do you want to go get an ice cream?” I am asked. “Sure” I reply.
But then he walked out the door in THIS outfit:
Yes, that is a blue tank top sporting a very fine “studio tan”.
I pretend that I don’t know him:
He keeps talking to me until he gets his ice cream.
Folks, this outfit is not okay. If you are hangin’ at home, and no one can see you: okay fine: but not out in public.
I just don’t know him:
Maybe this will teach you a lesson, Mister Andrew. Mwa ha haaaa.
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Wasn’t that once called beater shirt? Tan…boy needs tan! You were right to hide your face out in public Brooke Lynn.
Ya know what….I’m just gonna kill myself NOW, save myself more pain from the evil Brookonater/Paparazzi. But before I do I think I might have to break out pictures of BrookeLynn that I have hidden away. (Stay tuned, you won’t want to miss this!) Mwa ha ha ha ……..
Oh pah-lease.
Bring it on mister!
You will never find anything close to what I have as revenge in my back pocket