Why Sex and the City Sucks
Julie and Jess tried to write a feminist critique on their generation, but found that much of what they detested linked back to Sex and the City. To get their immense anger off their chest, they wrote down exactly what they hate about each character.
WARNING: Because Jess and Julie were agitated, this entry contains a heavy amount of swearing. Any parents should think really hard before they proceed. We warned you, mama.
Not The Baby-Hatch!!!
We love the hatchback. But the hatchback has had a rough couple of days. Feel our pain.
Drunken Update
While at a family friend party tonight Jess and I got a lil’ drunk, held hands, danced and sang “Eight Days a Week” to each other. A random man, who I can only remember that I had seen him at other parties and he had dimples, asked if we were sisters because we have similar expressions. While I know this man knows my actual sister, I could not speak at the moment, having lost most motor skills. Jess spoke for me as I nodded emphatically, “No, we’re partners.”
Half a second rolled by before I started giggling all over myself as Jess shouted “Writing partners!! We are partners in writing! Not cunnilingus! Writing!”
We promise, dear reader, not to go back and edit our drunken updates.
Hearts and stars, Julie and Jess
A Ray of Sunshine for Minimum Wagers
Jess and Julie degrade a bag boy. But it was an act of love. Love for chocolate.
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