Last night I was privileged to be on Fabby’s radio show again, despite the fact I really an not a verbal kind of person. I again forgot to get drunk, I mean how hard is it to down a few shots before you go on the radio? I guess I am just intimidated by the intelligence of Fab, no, that can’t be it.
So I want to clear up a few things that were discussed last night:
- My Kevin’s sexual preference doesn’t matter to me, I don’t care which way he leans. I only care that I love him and that he loves me, and I know this because he tells me all the time.
- I am embarrassingly bad at geography and I got this from my father. I get lost all the time and I still call my mom to help me find my way home. I will not answer any questions about where states are located because I prefer to keep what is left of my dignity.
- I did take Gwen’s virginity last night and I enjoyed every minute of it. I just hope I was gentle.
- The Foo Fighters kick serious ass and if you don’t agree, then you haven’t heard them through me. Especially the song Hey, Johnny Park that I don’t think anyone had ever heard of, shame on all of you.