Post Script

I should say that The Boys in the previous real-life play said they thought they remembered thanking me, but they may be only remembering when I dramatically opened my arms and shouted, “YOU’RE WELCOME FOR THE FOOD I JUST BOUGHT AND PREPARED YOU AND I’M GLAD YOU LIKED IT,” then flipped a table and stormed out.
But they are now (sufficiently guilty enough to be) cooking ME a nice dinner, so all is forgiven.
Also, minutes after that conversation with Danny, he discovered my website while checking his email on my Blackberry and informed me that I swear too much.
So…you know…shit.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *