New Rule
Dear friends, a new rule for my life. Help a bitch out and adhere to it.
My cell phone is to be removed from my presence after the third glass of wine or second beer. Hide that bitch so I can’t see it and can’t use it. If you have to, sit on my hands or tie me down. Oooohhh.
Left to my own devices, I will text myself straight to hell. Please do your civic duty and make sure this doesn’t happen. There’s plenty of reasons for me to go to hell, texting shouldn’t be one of them.
kthxbai!
