I had an accident:
So. On my way downtown with Stephanie, we stopped at Taco Bell so I could misbehave. I then proceeded to scarf down my Nachos Bell Grande with chicken in a dark parking garage. Standard. Then, on the way home, we decided to stop at Taco Bell again. The SAME Taco Bell. But for some reason, everything was cheaper. Discounts on account of the winning, obviously. But the best part is that we had to move around the old Taco Bell to make room for the new Taco Bell. The best part of the night was this: sitting in my car in the parking lot of Quaker and eating Cinnatwists with the windows down.
NO. This is the best part:
Stephanie Fuckin’ Genito proposed to me at Plan B. I told her she’s the kind of girl a guy marries. Then. She got down on one knee and proposed to me. I had to fill her in on my middle name during the proposal but as far as I’m concerned, there has never been nor ever will be a more perfect proposal. Then when we were on the dance floor, she screamed, “WE’RE GETTING MARRIED!!!!!” And a bunch of strangers screamed for us. Now. THAT. That was fuckin’ perfect.
God. What I wouldn’t give for a day in the body of Stephanie Genito, a beautiful woman wholly unaware of her immense talent and beauty.
Stay tuned for the quotes. I want to do them all together.