Lill: How was you date last night?

Jill: Meh, not bad until we got to the club.

Lill: *Raises eyebrows*

Jill: Ugh, why does it always take bad house music, $25 dollar cocktails and a set of strobe lights to bring out your date’s inner moron?

Lill: *Lol* What happened?

Jill: He went to the men’s room and came out complaining about the poor quality of the vending machine gum. It wasn’t until I went to freshen up that I realized that gum isn’t actually provided…

Lill: Condoms?

Jill: I really should have known better – his shoes didn’t have laces…


About Lill and Jill

We are Lillian and Jillian; best friends and roommates. We blog to capture the seemingly trivial moments of thought and expression that make us smile; the often-times ridiculous way we see the world and how we live in it. We ask that you think well of us despite our propensity for drinking saccharine-laden alcoholic beverages, affection for 90′s boy-bands, and regular inappropriateness.

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