Jeff and I broke up tonight.
I think I’m going to be okay, though. Thanks.
But we’re still friends. He gave me back my copy of Gone With the Wind and he also gave back unto me my “Hoes ‘n Pimps” mix tape. I gave him back his Letterman’s jacket and class ring. But Jeff still has one thing of mine: my heart.
Oh cruel fate! What’s the deal?
Maybe one day our love will again spray forth like the tangerine scent that spouts from my Tangerine Ginger Potpourri air freshener.
Plus, Jeff does drugs.
And this is not just a way to make up for missing a post day.