I waited up until 10:00 last night for my sammich and you never showed up or even called. I am a girl with needs, and last night I needed a Goddamn sammich!
Imagine my horror when I was forced to ask my mommy to make me a cheese sammich when all we had left was provolone. you know I hate provolone!.
You never held up to your end of the deal anyway. You promised me that you would play football. I cried in front of the rest of the team when they cut you. Hell, the coach said that he has NEVER cut anybody i 15 years but he made an exception for you. Now everyone calls me HOLLEY and I don't know why. What the fuck is up with that? Is it that wierd for a girl to make the team and the coach cuts her boyfriend?
So Goodbye Fuckoff and drop dead! I don't want a loser basketball player anyway. Hell, I want a guy with a drivers license and a car.. and some one who knows how to make a decent poll.
Are you available Ernest?