yeah muthasuckas. it's the night after Thanksgiving.
I know most of you 20 somethings are still acting like you were happy to see your fam...but cut all the nonsense, be real with yourself.
You know the only reason you agreed to get up at 2am to stand in line to shop your homies
is because you wanted a good enough excuse to tuck in early and avoid the 21 questions game with your crazy- drunk- ass Auntie Pam.
TAKE ONE
1. What are you doing with your life? When are you getting married? What happened to your ex?
2. Do you know if your cousin is gay...are you gay?
3. Are your parents getting a divorce
TAKE TWO
So now you're in that stupid long line in front of the department store. Cold as hell and happy to be out of the house and hoping to Baby Jesus that your relatives are gone by time you get back home....
TAKE THREE
Finally, after hours of indulging in twisted retail therapy you'll find yourself at the club knocking back Patron Silver straight up and popping your cooch on some "random" til you feel like your going to vomit on your new Michael Kors knee-high boots that you just copped on this very Black friday.
I know how it goes... you dont have to fake the funk with me. lmao
xo!
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