Guy's known about my brother's band playing the Hard Rock tomorrow since Halloween.
He didn't say "Boo" about it all week or when I reminded him about it this morning.
Suddenly, he's booked a trip to visit his daughter in Boston, leaving tomorrow morning. He'll be gone all week.
The judges' votes are in. 10/10/10 on douche points, although your dismount left a lot to be desired.
Congratulations, Guy, you get the Gold Medal!
I decided to skip telling him I love him when he hung up on the phone tonight.What the fuck is the goddamn point?
If I endured visits from my parents as often as Guy and Lady GuyGuy go visit their daughters, I'd slit my throat. It's college and young adult independence time. Cut the fucking cord already! Oh, right, they have to go tighten the girls' chastity belts.