Suburban Goddess

“So what does this mean, separated?”

“I don’t know.”

“Are you getting a divorce?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well, what are you going to do now?”

“I DON’T KNOW.”

“I think you need to find an 18-year-old piece of ass, go to the Bahamas & get your groove back.”

“You just want to live vicariously through me.”

“No, I just want to remember what’s it’s like to #@$# an 18-year-old.”

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