Buh bye! Don’t Let the Door Hit Your Ass on Your Way Out

21 May

Baby Tramp is officially on her way out, and aren’t we just so super sad to see her go. Buh bye, Baby Tramp. It’s been real. Though Lit’l Smokey was drawn to her young age, and probably cute little rack, he is not so keen on how she’s forcing him down the road to Commitment Town, USA. Lit’l Smokey hates it there.

After a solid week of sleep overs, debauched hook-ups, dinners, text messages, phone calls, etc., it seems like he’s starting to lose interest. “She’s moving too fast,” he says. “She’s pushing too hard.” Guess she shouldn’t have twisted his arm yesterday and FORCED him into going out to lunch with her and her dad-after he said no 5 times. Not a smart move, Baby Tramp. Poor young little soon to be dumped Baby Tramp.

This morning she headed back to school for a quick class at summer school, and he won’t see her again until that wedding he invited her to. You know the one-they’ll be away for an entire weekend with all of his friends in a romantic location. Poor Lit’l Smokey best do something soon or else she’s bound to think that wedding bells will be ringing for the two of them. If only he had listened to me before.

I have to admit that it’s kind of funny to see him completely freaking out over what he’s going to do.


4 Responses to “Buh bye! Don’t Let the Door Hit Your Ass on Your Way Out”

  1. 5 of 9er May 21, 2007 at 7:41 pm #

    I am sure you are enjoying this all… and good for you. It’s nice to see others in a stress/wreck situation once in a while. 🙂

  2. Oestre-Bunny May 22, 2007 at 1:25 am #

    lol i would love to see that myself

  3. monicker May 22, 2007 at 1:43 am #

    Man – forced parent lunch. Awkward.

    Maybe he’ll respect your opinion after this whole escapade.

  4. red May 22, 2007 at 1:47 pm #

    I once went to dinner with an ex-sort-of-boyfriend’s parents. Not because _he_ wanted me to meet them, but because his mother had heard so much about me that _she_ wanted to meet me. I was nervous about what to wear and he completely freaked out when I asked him what he thought I should wear. We ended up having a nice dinner, but it was tres awkward between him and me.

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