text: This was an impromptu eat spot for our little group because Jaime did a little too much drinkeydrinkey and needed to sober up they have obviously never been to a DYL nnSince I was with my former exboyfriend I was nervous and happy and giddy so it did not matter what the fuck I ordered as long as I took a couple bites to keep him happy but it also did not matter that I could not read the fucking menu because I was too drunknnI was a little loud And by little I mean I proclaimed to the entire restaurant that my ex boyfriend had a red mark on his nose from some fucking accident boohoo asshole and I put makeup on to cover it up nnAll the while those dingleberrys at the table ordered some two bottles of champagne and then took my second glass away from me or did I just drink it all and kept laughing at my jokes so it perpetuated the continuing of humiliating myself and my asshole ex boyfriend Who the fuck cares I AM NEVER GOING TO SEE YOU AGAINnnAlso WHERE THE FUCK IS MY FOOD OH YEAH ITS RIGHT THERE SITTING UNTOUCHED AFTER ONE BITE BECAUSE IT TASTES LIKE MY ASS AFTER I HAVE HAD FOOD POISONINGnnOnce again reallyI am not bitter at ALL