It is official! Waist High can now say, "My 20 year high school reunion is this year!" Preparations have begun across the nation. Classmate and almost totally grey haired ex-husband "Rampart" already has plans to "tan and dye my hair."
Have a good 2006!
Photo of a rare occurrence, a man in Waist High's house on New Years Eve, courtesy of: The Waist High Collection
After being promised that it is "uhhhh-mazing," Waist High has agreed to get hammered this evening on some sort of pineapple vodka concoction.
Oh yeah, and it also seems that sometime during the evening, Waist High is giving him his own key to her place. It has b. Oh shit. That's right, I can't talk about my love life on the internet.
Well if I did talk about my love life on the internet, I would tell you that I had never done the giving of the key to my place before. I would have also told you that I was nervous. Excited. And I would have asked you: What is really going on when you give someone their own key to your place? Damn I hope the drinks are strong.
Photo: moderndrunkardmagazine.com
Finally get a chance to wear the above shoes. Cause folks, (insert sound of a record coming to a scratching stop) the rumors are true. Yes, you heard right, she has found "some suitable dirtbag to copulate with."
And he is picking her up at the airport on her return. And there is going to be booze.
Quote courtesy of: my #1 fan Jed
Photo courtesy of: Carlos by Carlos Santana via zappos.com
My new "friend" was merely 9 years old the day I swore off tequila for good.
Come along on a journey with Waist High as she proceeds to engage in the ultimate work "No-No." Even my 15 year old has advised against it.
