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If I Ever……

 
……see THIS posted up in someone’s house……

RED LEATHER COUCH!   RED LEATHER COUCH!

 

WHY LAWD? WHHYYYYY????

 
……and got the nerve to try and sell this monstrosity to someone else. Your dumbass shouldn’t have bought it in the first place.

 
Really tho.

 
Who buys a red leather sofa?

Was it ever in style?

The owners said they paid $5000 for it.

WHEN??

I can’t even come up with a decade where this would’ve been acceptable.

 

I doubt you’d ever see this mess on Top Design.

 

 

 
This shit is so damn hilarious!

:lol:

 

 

 


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I’m Long Overdue

 
Its beyond time for me to upgrade my phone. Seriously. I went to dinner with some old friends from college - two of whom live in NY, and I never see them.

We went to Union Square at this cool place called “Republic“. Asian inspired restaurant, that was rather tasty.

 

*sidenote*: I was eerily distracted by this big buff brotha……with his arms around this small, wiry white dude. I mean, I know the gays are a regular thing now, but I couldn’t help but stare. I felt like a lil white kid who saw her first black person.

 

Anyways…

…I don’t know how it started but one person pulled out their phone to check something or send something, then someone else pulled theirs out to compare, and another pulled her phone out to exchange some info, and……I just left mine in my purse.

They all had big, pretty screens, with QWERTY keyboards and email. I was reduced to my ragamuffin phone from 2005. Don’t get me wrong, I did upgrade my phone in the fall of 2006……Bluetooth was a must! But that phone recently decided to stop charging on me, so I had to revert back to the old phone.

 
Either way, both phones are extremely outdated and rather unsophisticated.

 
Oh the pressure to stay hip and cool with a smart phone!

I mean, who REALLY needs an iBerry??? (i do, i do!)

 

 

 

The pseudo was tryna buy me a phone (and has since moved onto other things). I don’t know why, but he likes to buy me stuff. Good stuff. NICE stuff. I’m still not entirely comfortable with the idea, but he insists. I can’t let him do it. I just can’t.

Grrr, why can’t I just take the gifts??? I’m so prepared to give them back if/when this thing dies out (yes, I’m a pessimist.) Except my purse. What’s he gonna do with it anyway?

 

 

 


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