i swear to god that soon i’ll
write an insightful commentary
on the two nights we spent
drunkenly mingling with
my girlfriend’s mom and fiancé and all their
rich and established friends,
drinking wine we can’t afford
and listening to them
rich-ly and established-ly
rant about things that
they’ll never tell their spouse,

but, for now,
all i can think is 

middle-aged conservatives are
so fucking hilarious to be around when they’re
trashed.