Previously on, My Ridiculous Life:
I told Jack not to spend money on a kitten. He did. Two days later he broke a tooth. He will need a couple thousand dollars worth of dental work. I want to say I told you so, but I won't because I'm classy as shit, and saying that doesn't help anything anyways.
On the flip side,
I told Jack I didn't want to end up living under a bridge. He sold a concept he wrote. I know nothing.
Win some, lose some.
Yin and yang.
Whatever.
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