If this is what “Lunch With Bianca” fuckin looks like, then forget all the other lunches I’ve had in the past while. I mean, sometimes breakfast looks like this but seldom lunch. My last lunch with a woman looked something like this…
I jumped on Tinder and swiped on some artsy chick, and BOOM omfg I got a match that ISN’T a woman in her 50’s looking for “the right guy, a real gent who will travel the world with me” ( aka a local trollop looking for a free vacation ). So anyways, I am like, let’s go out for lunch! We picked some shitty hipster-food riddled hole in the wall where they serve “organic” and a bunch of other lies to you on a plate made of locally sourced slave labour. Here I am, holding down the …whatever the fuck was on my plate. Some leaves and a homeless man’s spit for dressing… And you know what, I think to myself, this girl, she’s great! She has an amazing body, her voice isn’t Fran Drescher, I don’t want to scream SHUT THE FUCK UP every time she tries to wax poetic about some stupid observation on life, that I already know about, and most likely put in the “fuck it” pile. I could get used to this! I was starting to feel like I could have a naked ass breakfast with her after a long night of showing her just how little I am emotionally involved in her. I was starting to fantasize about how I can tune her out while watching TV when I am in my late 40s and she would just put up with it like a total champ! This girl is a fuckin’ angel! She’s floating right now wow!!
Then she turned out to be a Trump / Hillary supporter and I really quickly excused myself to the bathroom, through which I proceeded to make a hooker escape exit, quickly unmatching her and never being seen within a mile radius of her stupid ass again. But on the up side, Sachi put out this EP! So you should listen to it!
And here is the full EP
Guap. Out.
