short and sweet…I’m crazy drunk at the Jersey Shore…

Before I let loose about Johnny (big) C**k, I need to briefly write about Fin.
Holy shit things are crazy right now. Telulah found out pussy stalker is Georgina’s “dude.” I actually feel bad for Georgina because she was too stupid to connect the dots, doh! Telulah has been a no show for two weeks, I was told by my dumb ass brother she’s at a zen monastery. Good for her, she needs a break.
Eewwwwww! An old-flabby, hairy guy just winked at me, speedo and all, yuck. Oh my, he’s packing heat, and I mean in his speedos. Does he have depend undergarments on? Wow. HUGE. Sorry, off track. I’m trashed, and I need another drink, please. Ugly guido jumps up to get me a drink, I love this place.
I’m at the beach, baking in the sun, drunk, drnk, drunk. I’m so happy I have such an awesome tan, thank you tanning bed. How come more people don’t use them? Love to love me, I’m getting my tan on at the beach.

Back to Johnny C ya later cowboy…
I broke up with him last week and he’s devastated, which is understandable. I’m the hottest chick he’s ever had. Boo hoo, another one bites the dust. Onward. I was sick and tired of my cowboy, I need a real Italian guido. And it’s the Jersey Shore time of the year baby. I’m down at the shore with my girls and we are ready to blow it out of the water. Hanging out at the beach and there are so many fine, guidos. I don’t know which lucky musclehead to choose. My guidette Mom’s favorite song back in the day will be my theme song this summer, “It’s raining men.”
Enough of this blog, I need to find a man. Fist pumping guys are so HOT!

I’m so DRUNK! ♥ Love to love me, Angela ♥♥♥♥♥