I was really really sad when my best friend Nina told me she was going to St. Louis this weekend to visit Mary and Foreign Friend Rauel (sp?). We were hanging out and then she was about to leave and we had the best “best friend hug” ever. The more I write this the more I realize why my parents think we are lesbians. The direct quote from my dad was “I can’t have a lesbian daughter-in-law named Nina (my last name *which rhymes with Nina* )”.
I told Nina I was going to take a picture of her in case she decided to run away to St. Louis and we needed to file a missing person’s report. Human Sex Trafficking is a REAL thing.
Have Fun in St. Louis, you classy betch. Love you!