Times Like These

Ok, fuck plucky domestic bliss. Fuck it in it's stupid ass. I'm unemployed, I don't have gas money, it's too muddy to go outside, and my boyfriend is messing with some other....kitty.



It's times like these we learn to miss Pizza Hell.
It's times like these we learn to marry rich.

It's times like these we learn to get over our little pity parties and find ourselves a G-D J-O-B.