Remember that girl I argued with not so long ago?
Take a look at this.
Yes, I am fucking serious. We are getting married on December 15, 2018. The irony is that my mother told Jodie that she met my old man on December 15, 1968!
This is why I believe in numerology, as there are too many coincidences in the equation.
I’m still a crazy baby. However, Jodie, God bless her, has bumped me in a more positive direction. There is more to the equation, but I will print about that later.
Oh, I still despise conservatives and still want to burn their mansions to the ground-or trailer parks, as the case may be. However, Jodie has made me more focused. She is the perfect woman, because she is a great mother-and she’s going to make a great wife.