My would-be drug dealer texts me…



Britta: So what’s going on with the boy?

Me: He’s coming home a week early from vacation, and we’re hanging out Wednesday.

Britta: I’ll need details.  Nervous?

Me: A little.

Britta: Take one of your Ativan.

Me: I don’t have any Ativan.  I have ADDEROL…lol…I don’t think being able to clean his entire house is a good move.

Britta: I got a bunch when my mom was passing, I might have extra.  They’re great, you’ll be super relaxed.

Me: I don’t need tranquilizers!  I need to take a deep breath, not take a shit on his couch.

Britta: LOL…true…well, if you change your mind.

Me: Sure, if I want to take a shit on his couch, I’ll give you a ring.

7 thoughts on “My would-be drug dealer texts me…

  1. Ok, so I have no experience with ativan. But from what I’m gathering here, if I ever pick up an rx for it, I should also buy Depends at the same time? This is good info. Cuz I kinda like my couch. I’m learning some good shit (pun totally intended… are ya kidding me) in my blogging explorations today. Who says we’re not valuable!?

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