HAI! I’m goin’ to eet pizza wiff da boyz.
Sorry about that. It’s my main squeeze’s friend’s birthday and we’re going to celebrate with a pizza buffet and, later, with regret.
Hopefully, we’ll run around in the wind because it’s blowin’ something fierce.
I don’t know what to wear.
I hope you guys have a good Friday night salsa dancin’ with the willows.