So Lanny texted me last night, which is unusual. We talk but it's been a while. He was telling me all about his crazy day and well, I'm a bit concerned.
Apparently when Lanny woke up that morning, he woke up to Frala cupping his balls in her hand, her legs straddled across his body. She had a kitchen knife drawn across her neck and a crazed look in her eye.
"Honey, what the fuck are you doing?" Lanny asked her.
She didn't say a word. Just laughed and ran out of the room like it was nothing. Lanny spent a minute trying to decide if it was a dream or not, and then decided to go check on her.
She was just pacing in the kitchen. Back and forth, looking at the ceiling. I asked Lanny if this was normal for her, and he said no.
When she noticed him enter the room, she stood straight to attention. "Weren't you going to make eggs?" she asked him.
"Uh, sure I can make eggs."
Lanny asked for a copy of the receipt paper. How many people have died from coronavirus absolutely baffle years ago? Keep you updated.
That's good morning I hope. Best thing ever happened to me and HTS actually was there for you while you're here.
"She said she would be happy to help." How are you? It's not like that at all.
