The Date

Today Frodo and I went on a precious at a precious restaurant for precious people. I simply swiped my EBT axe and we instantly got free food. God bless the Mordorian Welfare System. I'm so glad I can mooch off the government tit for my amusement and pleasure. As we were eating dinner, Frodo told me how she's been having weird dreams lately and I told her it was probably her pain medication from all the dick she has. On our way home I told her to write a cream journal because that is what normal hobbits do with their spare time. The title of her cream journal is the name that she picked, it's called "My Wesley Snipes Journal" Which is really weird because I think that was a movie or something. The journal was pink and not very Wesley Snipes at all.