I have to go to lunc h with my mom and her friend suzette and andi. they are the WORST. suzette, if your reading this -- kill yourself.
this is always what happens --
they sit down and my mom orders a diet coke for both of us.
i mean one each, we don'tshare like 1970s soda shop dates!
then, she says i can order anything, but she's not telling the turht because i see she gets the low calorie senior citizen special menu from the waiters. and because she always brings me here, they kmnow to give it to me. and so i don't notice, they always sit us in an area wehre we can't seethe other menus and they all (andi, suzeshit, mom) use the low calorie ones and are all like, "oh, i'm so glad your son is overweight so i have an excuse and insentive to keep my diet going). UGH.
the food is so bad -- i always have to eat like salads and no french fries. show me a kid that wasn't raised on fries and didn't turn out to be gay?
exactly.
afterwards, i KNOW mom is gonna make me go to intermix to find clothes for danaa. i know it.
and i'm not supposed to compain because it si my mom's week to have me. bs!
also -- suzette -- kill yourself!!!
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