Well since this is getting resurrected in response to recent developments, I’d probably offer her some of my heroin. And then ask for sweets. I know the bitch got em.
(Real talk, probably say thanks for all the giggles over the past four years, flip a lucky coin, and then a middle finger in her direction and walk off into the apparently carcinogenic Kentucky sunset.)
(Real talk, probably say thanks for all the giggles over the past four years, flip a lucky coin, and then a middle finger in her direction and walk off into the apparently carcinogenic Kentucky sunset.)