So I was drunk one night back in Sacramento, the sleepy city that I miss, hanging with friends and talking about crappy books. 50 Shades came up and I said that the only way I’d ever read that trash was if I made it a drinking game and Vlogged it for the Internet.
I think I’m coming up to the point where I need to do it. However, I really wish I had tied it to working out instead. 5 Burpies every time she says “oh my” or “my inner goddess” and I’d probably have a six pack by December.
OMG EDI. You make me want to hug you.