
Caricature I drew of Mrs. Downing in 8th grade. You know you’re jealous.
There was a boy who I had a fling with, and he turned out to be a complete dick and told me to delete him out of my life after about a week of driving out to my house every day and promising we’d date.
So yesterday he got a tattoo of a checkerboard on his wrist.
And I said, “Wow, that looks just like the checkerboard wristband you and I have.”
“Yeah, it does!”
I want to say,
“Now you’re going to look at that every day and remember what a dick you were to me.”
And. It’s. Permanent.
Fucker.