But It’s Fucking Balentine’s Day!
(The title is dedicated to my abuelita. It’s always Balentine’s Day to me.)
HoHan and SamRo can’t even stop fighting like a pair of mangy lezzie raccoons on the one where you’re not supposed to fight with the bitch who is sucking on your open-face roast beef sandwich (with swiss). Early this morning, those angry lezzies were at it again after leaving the Eldridge Lounge in NYC. They walked all the way to their hotel while screaming at each other and sucking on fag sticks. That’s what the pappies claim anyway.
They say HoHan sas yelling at SamRo, “I’m sorry! Forgive me!” The skank’s nose must have ate the last 8-ball. Or she accidentally ate a dick. One of those. These pieces of trash need to stop with that narcotic and pick up a bong instead. Make bong, not war. They are so fucking angry-like.