I know this person in a professional (read: my 9 – 5, not my other job) setting, so it delights me to present to you this post at her blog, Derrida Etcetera. Hilarity ensues.
12:56 a.m.: On friend’s grimy-ass roof. Friend and Shirt’s brother are making out. Shirt observes, “Your boobs are big.”
1:13 a.m.: Follow up comment: “You should blow me. I’ll make it good for you.”
1:13 to 1:15 a.m.: Extended laughter.
1:16 a.m.: I am apparently a mood killer.
Oh please, please. Read more. Etcetera.