Gorgeous girl.
Mike Tango (as I fondly call her) is one of the most amazing girls I have ever met. I wish I could describe her in a way that would do her justice. I believe I have mentioned her before, but I will do so again tonight. Mike Tango and I started our friendship based on a mutual dislike of my roommate, whom we have now dubbed as Hotel Bravo. Hotel Bravo is a child in the most condescending sense of the word. She is impulsive, erratic, emotionally immature, and insecure. Hotel Bravo rubs against my soul like a brillo pad. Mike Tango is the kind of person who everyone wants to be around. She is funny, smart, and is just a jovial person. Tonight we picked out what lingerie she should wear for her sexcapades. Anytime you see a beautiful girl in lingerie it's a good time in my opinion. The best thing is Mike Tango lets me get away with being a bitch. That's always fun. She's pretty damn liberal, but she let me go on about nonsensical things with a grain of salt.
Now, many of the people who read this know me pretty well and know that I am not a good person to cross. I have definitely gotten a lot better in the past few years. I have mellowed out significantly. But, every once in a while there is that person who agitates me so much, that I don't even respect them enough to yell at them. Hotel Bravo is one of those people. She is it a know-it-all, which is a burden for those of us who are brainually inferior. I, being a retard, am unable to argue with her logic. Ergo, I don't talk to her. Which, has yet to make for an unsuitable living environment. I don't care enough about her to yell at her, just enough to bitch about her.
Now, many of the people who read this know me pretty well and know that I am not a good person to cross. I have definitely gotten a lot better in the past few years. I have mellowed out significantly. But, every once in a while there is that person who agitates me so much, that I don't even respect them enough to yell at them. Hotel Bravo is one of those people. She is it a know-it-all, which is a burden for those of us who are brainually inferior. I, being a retard, am unable to argue with her logic. Ergo, I don't talk to her. Which, has yet to make for an unsuitable living environment. I don't care enough about her to yell at her, just enough to bitch about her.




