
Look…this is going to be awkward. I know we don't know each other, but I'm writing to talk about last night and what you did to me. See, usually when I drop $500 on a va-jay-jay related expense, which I never have, that should mean at least five nights of nookie…maybe more. BUT INSTEAD I coughed up half-a-G to remove YOUR BLOODY MAXI PADS FROM OUR CLOGGED ASS PLUMBING LAST NIGHT! You know how we're livin Ms. V? There ain't no sitcom handyman coming over to fix this shit. No sir. Just me, Treez, a string, a [...]