(Part Un, because you’re a completist.)
sweetney: dude, m’s getting into Hannah Montana. i’m going to die.
kdiddy: hahahaha
sweetney: so wrong
sweetney: isn’t that a pre-teen thing?
kdiddy: i don’t know. i think that’s what it’s geared to but i know a lot of kids around that age are into it
kdiddy: a lot of kids in k’s class are into her
sweetney: m loves music. it makes sense. and yet i still want to die.
kdiddy: i was getting ready to take k up a little bit ago, and i stretched
kdiddy: and my shirt went up a bit and he saw my stretch marks
kdiddy: of which i have about 8 billion
kdiddy: and he said, “ew, when did you get all those scratches?”
kdiddy: i was like, “they’re stretch marks and YOU DID THAT”
sweetney: that’s some good parenting right there
sweetney: kudos
kdiddy: thanks!
kdiddy: i pointed out my favorites
kdiddy: like, “look at this one. it’s huge!”
sweetney: dude, even if i got in shape, i could never, EVER wear a bikini
sweetney: my life is, essentially, over
kdiddy: yeah. my shit got so fucked up
sweetney: i can’t really decide who is more at fault: jamie or m?
kdiddy: i blame the kids
kdiddy: they didn’t have to be all restless and shit
sweetney: i guess i can just spend the rest of my life tormenting and guilting them both. you know, to be on the safe side
sweetney: yes, why do the children have to MOVE and DEVELOP in-utero? JEEZUS.
Oh come now, you know you so want to be our friend.
Or umm, you know, not. cough.
