First of all does anyone else see the irony here. Purse is from Indiana and she says I have bad taste that's like Quagmeier standing next to a midget and saying he is tall enough to play in the NBA. She doesn't even like House. Sacrebleu! I guess when you like to bang assholes you are less likely to watch them diagnosing people on t.v.Purse is sitting here next to me drinking a glass of wine and complaining about how much Bones sucks. She then lifts up her shirt (just to her belly button get your mind out of the gutter people) and she asks me does my stomach feel weird? It feels kind of sticky. So yeah, I poke her in the belly (he he) and her stomach is kind of sticky. I tell her maybe you should use some lotion and she says I did use lotion. And I of course have to ask were you sure it was lotion? Are you sure you weren't the victim of some disgruntled employee at the lotion factory? (Actually with Purse I kind of wanted to ask are you sure you washed your stomach thouroughly when you were in the shower.) Lord knows that girl gets jizzed on the stomach about as often as other girls have a sip of wine and talk about Gossip Girl.
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