We might accept you for what you are, but it’s tough to get us to like you for it. We’re open and understanding, yet critical, uncouth (albeit good looking) potty mouths. We stay out late and half of us are gay. But we’re the best friends you’ll ever have.
And you’ll be tough pressed to find a more colorful apartment. Empty cigarette cartons wallpaper the kitchen, alongside Post-It notes that remind of linguistic slip-ups or drunken wisdoms.
Happy reading.
mai...so liab di zwoa!
AntwortenLöschenhättest uns wenigstens warnen können!
AntwortenLöschen