Friday, February 13, 2009

your what on fire?

So I just got done googling "your snatch is on fire." Why? Why you ask? No, MY snatch is not on fire (a little lonely and underused these days, but otherwise fine), no...Smash, in an effort to cheer me from my somewhat dreary mood, suggested I do so. See she is convinced they are the words to a song she has heard a few times but doesn't know the name or artist of, and none of the other words are coherent.

Smash: Yeah, it's the craziest song, I don't know how he gets away with saying that on the radio, but it's clear as day, "your snatch is on fire," and NONE of the other words make any sense.

me: (laughing) Are ya sure?

Smash: Well no, but that's what is sounds like...of course I thought "saw you standin' there with a ticket stub in your hand" was "saw you standin' there with a chicken leg in your hand"...so I dunno...I was gonna google it at work, but that would just get me in trouble...you do it.

And that is exactly what I did, 173,000 matches...none of them song lyrics...even went to a song lyric website, no matches. Sorry Smash, don't know what to tell ya, thanks for the pick me up though.

So yeah, I was a little down...had one of those days where just nothing went quite as I had hoped. I went in for a "free" oil change and came out 3 hours later with new brakes and $200 less to my name. Didn't get to do any of the fun stuff I had planned for myself as a result, and then to top it ALL off made a blathering idiot out of myself in a Dunkin Donuts. Yes, my dear friend, I am gonna write about it...sorry. So here's the thing, I was a little down to begin with, PMSing, and SOMEHOW we get onto the topic of me and my silly heart and what I want etc. and next thing I know, I am bawling...GOD I hate being a girl sometimes.

I hate that sometimes what you NEED to hear (the truth) is the complete opposite of what you want to hear...I hate that sometimes in life you can't get what you want, or what you think you need...and I hate making a fool out of myself in public. I love that I have friends who WILL tell me the truth even if I don't like it...I love that even though I can't always get what I want, I still get most of what I need (and I couldn't always say that)...and I love you, my dear friend, for letting me make a fool out of myself today...next time though, seriously, slap me...or I'll set my snatch on fire.

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