or two, I have no fucking idea. So, I got off last night at midnight and Tamara and I thought that the best idea for us at the time was to go to Walmart and raid their boxes for our big moving day. Well of course this lead to hysterics. Specifically when we decided to take a two a.m McDonalds Trip.
Erin: WHAT THE FUCK IS A REACON ONION?
Tamara: they are onions that are chopped-
Erin: It's like smelly onions. YEAH DON'T PUT ANY SMELLY ONIONS ON IT.
Drive thru guy: Thank you, pull up to the first window
Erin: I LOVE YOU
*pulling up to trash can full of shit*
Erin: HOLY SHIT, HOW MUCH SHIT IS IN THERE?
Tamara: We're going to get pulled over by some cop and pass all the tests.
Erin: And they'll take us to jail anyway. I would totally be the one if there was a hot cop to be like "Hey ossifer, would you like to search my cavaties?"
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