My friends bought me a pinata for my event. Why? I have no idea.
But they said I needed one in my life. And then they said it looked like me. It too had a "badankadunk".
Then I was told that it is really a boy pinata. And now it is riding around in my friends car making photo ops all over the city. I am not sure which part of this is most distressing.
For the record, my ass is not that big...yet.
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I think i just realized the most distressing part. The fact that (s)he is going to be spending Christmas with my family and to top that off...no one asked me any questions when I brought him/her into my parents' house and put him/her by our tree. Everyone thinks this is normal for me. Awesome.
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