Let's Pretend This Never Happened

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Jenny has such a disturbing, ill-mannered, rich sense of humor you will wonder, ‘Am I the sick one for laughing?

OK so I hope noone I know sees this… Get busy cause I am gonna need another book soon…only have a few chapters left!And if you think having a gas station is not that big of a deal, then you’re probably the kind of person who grew up in a town that has a gas station, and that doesn’t encourage students to drive to school in their tractors. She sends us the best links, tweets hilarious articles, and knows exactly which urls lead to endless entertainment. Most girls think if you don’t have girl friends it’s because you secretly want to steal their boyfriends or that you are untrustworthy. Then I can read it on his Kindle while his melted brain reforms and we can all go on about our daily lives. Our family always plays Scrabble—with a one drink minimum for my mother and I so that the rest of the family has a fair shot at winning.

When Jenny visits Wall after a long time and the city has developed and changed so much, she quips, “ “It’s just that…Have you ever been homesick for someplace that doesn’t actually exist anymore? My thoughts never get as weird as Lawson’s, but I completely understand how easy it can be to convince yourself that you are ruining everything and that everyone else thinks you’re a weirdo as soon as you open your mouth to talk about whatever is rattling around in your brain. For every intellectual misfit who thought they were the only ones to think the things that Lawson dares to say out loud, this is a poignant and hysterical look at the dark, disturbing, yet wonderful moments of our lives. Jen Lancaster: You appear to have a soft spot for dead, stuffed creatures, particularly if they're clad in bowler hats or acting out a scene—please explain. Seeing their life from the time they started dating to their engagement and eventual marriage was great and filled with so much humour and passive aggressive post it notes.Yet Lawson also relishes exaggerative storytelling, spinning yarns of her childhood and early adulthood that seem so unbelievable they could hardly be made up. Secrets come to light, grief makes them different persons and both struggle to see and understand the truth behind the situation.

I forgive you for all the stuff you wrote on the walls about my sister, and I’m going to just ignore all the stuff you wrote about my “giant ass” (turn cat over for rest) because I love you and you need me.I already have to wait months on end for other books to come out, then I have to wait for those books to be turned into movies and then wait for those movies to be released. Other adventures of her youth included catching armadillos for her dad to race and inseminating a cow. So, I really want that book, even though I have 5 other books, including and Anne Lamott book whom I also love, from a distance, that I have not finished in like, oh, say 3 years. Or maybe longer because there could be a holiday somewhere in there or god forbid another national weather emergency. Way to go, Jenny, you just made me realize that I’m probably way more fucked up and weird than I already thought I was!