Stories about justin bartha
In typical Angry Greek fashion, I have no earthly idea who Justin Bartha is, but I do know that Slutty Gay Friend would jump on him faster than a flea could jump on Snooki’s pubes. And once again, I have no goddamn idea why I am talking about Snooki’s pubes. Yeah. I think I may need some serious psychotherapy. The weirdest shit is constantly tumbling out of my mouth and frankly, I am sick of it:
FANCY TEA PARTY PERSON: Spot of tea?
ANGRY GREEK: Oh, yes. Thank you.
FANCY TEA PARTY PERSON: Sugar?
ANGRY GREEK: Yes, by all means.
FANCY TEA PARTY PERSON: One lump or two?
ANGRY GREEK: Snooki has fleas in her pubic hair.
FANCY TEA PARTY PERSON: Leave, goddammit. Leave now.