(with help from Guest Blogger, Jane)
Dear Mike:
S’up dog? Whatcha got planned? Nothing? Ok, let’s make some unconfirmed plans and I will fall asleep and break them. Can I leave you hanging with nowhere to go, and nothing to eat or drink on a Friday night? Then later, I will see if maybe you'd like to pimp out a few of your friends or have your face kissed like it was in a car wash. Let me know how I can confuse your life, or be any more spineless and indecisive than I already am.
Call me!
Karen
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