Found at home.

I just came back from dinner, and that guy who works at Khadijah's Kitchen Sect 12 IS SO BLOODY CUTE IF HE WERE SINGLE HE'D BE MY NEXT SOULMATE.

The radio played a Panic At The Disco's song, something that went 'closing the goddamn door'.
Funny thing is, they censored the word 'God' instead of 'damn'.

Now, if I were a mother, I'd go ballistic furious if he said 'damn' to me.
But then again, I'm such a foul-mouthed poptart in the first place, so if my child's first word were 'cuntface' I won't be surprised.

Though I do hope to calm down on the cursing. Really.
Fuck will be replaced with fornication and Shit will be replaced with feces.
Watch me.