A Night In

Watching The Wrestler….

Goddamn they don’t make em’ like they used to.
Cassidy: Fuckin’ 80’s man, best shit ever!
Randy: Bet’cher ass man, Guns N’ Roses rules!
Cassidy: Crue!
Randy: Yeah!
Cassidy: Def Lep!
Randy: Then that Cobain pussy had to come around & ruin it all.

Drew: That is so you.

Me: He’s right. Kurt Cobain can kiss my ass, he did wreck my good time.

Drew: I think you’ve had more than enough good times, Mary.

Me: Oh, please.

Drew: You have ruined all metal top 100 countdowns for me.

Me: Oh, please, that is so untrue! I can’t help it if I chose to date interesting people before I met you. We can’t all go for Hairy-Pit Helga from East Buttfuck, Germany just because she’s impressed by your extensive knowledge of macabre fiction.

Drew: Oh yeah, interesting. That’s what you call it. I call it being a whore.

Me: It takes one to know one, Andrew. Bratwurst-eating techno-sluts across Europe thank you for your patronage. Still got those giant raver pants? Want me to interview you for my fanzine?

Drew: I hate you.

Me: I’m going to smother you while you’re sleeping.

Drew: Can we get Thai food tonight?

Me: Okay! Pause the movie and I’ll get the menus.

Drew: Awesoooommmme…

Author: Raffaele

Rock and roll juggernaut, writer, muse, animal lover, Cycle Slut from Hell, friend, lover, sister, daughter, nerd, fagwoman, Slytherin, killer queen.

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