So J-woww killed a mouse with her bare hands...and a sharp blade.
Euthanized the thing, actually. She was crying, the mouse was squealing, and her monstrosity of a dog was bounding around thinking it was play time.
After the massacring, I was onn the phone with her, she stopped to take another call. She came back to my line and said, "That was my mom. She wants to make sure that I boil the knife before I use it again..."
Haha, when are you hosting the next dinner party?
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