“IDGAF” by Watsky

“IDGAF” by Watsky

What a beautiful sexy night
What a shame someone would try and mess this up right now
Look around, I mean I’m hearing everything you are saying
But honestly, I don’t give a fuck dude!

Let me tell you about my GPA, four-O, straight A’s and my (I don’t give a fuck!)
Let me tell you bout my resume. It’s so cray, It’s insane and my (I don’t give a fuck!)
And my boyfriend, he’s so hot, and the car that he bought me is just too (I don’t give a fuck!)
And my “ooh-la-la”, my “blah, blah, blah” and (I don’t give a fuck!)

[Verse 1:]
Cause I’m a bachelor
So Fuck attachin’ a
Label to life we’re living and imagine a
Future where we won’t be living in the past
I’ll be flipping birds like a chicken breast on a spatula
So if you’re bragging then you can forget it
And if it thunders and if it rains and pours, let it
And in the morning then it’ll hit you that George said it
They gave him a fuck, he returned it for store credit
But don’t be sore yet
If you got a score, settle it
Cause it’s more pleasure with
Fun before etiquette
Get up on the table and pour your drinks
Get it, but
Don’t be boneheaded
It’s for your own benefit
I’ll be getting open and seeking my seventh heaven irreverent,
while you be seeking a reverend or Pope Benedict
You got a stick where the sun don’t shine?
Well that’s fine
But remember that


[Verse 2:]
All I wanna do is get my mind right
If I’m looking at tomorrow check my eyesight
All I’m gonna focus on is this fine night
Cause all I know this life is finite
Never Neverland isn’t more than a legend
and so I gotta be digging the present session and getting this
Wedging myself up into the wettest crevices, effortless
Grabbing a piece of the flesh, if you love it then why fight
Some people slower than a nineties modem
Wanna see the nips, it’s a while to loadem
If life is a woman she’s got some epic titties
and I wanna get up in it and live it and motorboat ’em
Cause I wanna see the cool and the classy
And I wanna see the cruel and the nasty
Cause if it’s real shit
Lemme feel it
And if you can’t deal

Let me tell you ’bout my five year plan and my 401k and (I don’t give a fuck!)
Let me tell you ’bout my workout set, P90X and my (I don’t give a fuck!)
Let me tell you bout some random crap you don’t care about and (I don’t give a fuck!)
And my “ooh-la-la”, my “blah, blah, blah” and (I don’t give a fuck!)



Work and Sex Don’t Mix?

Work and Sex Don’t Mix?

Sex on Desk

There’s a gentleman at work. He’s one of our agents and works as an independent contractor. He doesn’t come into the office very often, but we talk on the phone quite a bit.

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I’m a Good Girl

I’m a Good Girl


Every morning I send you a message to tell you that I am safe at work.

Every night when I get home, I send you a message to tell you that I am safe at home.

I try to add kisses and huggs and sexy words and messages.

Sometimes I send pictures.

You don’t do the same for me.

In fact, there are times you don’t even respond.

It could be days.

You just leave me hanging.

Like an idiot who thought you gave a crap.

I guess sometimes there are just more important things for you to do.

You Think YOUR Kid’s Bathroom Is Messy?!?

You Think YOUR Kid’s Bathroom Is Messy?!?

Take this, Confessions Of Your Husband’s Mistress!!!


I am ashamed to say that this is a picture of the current state of my daughters’ bathroom (it’s worse than it looks!). There really is no excuse for this, I know, but this is what it looked like when I walked in there this morning <sigh>.

Once I got over my initial horror, I went out to the kitchen where Thing #1 was packing her lunch (she’s going to Beauty School now — I totally LOVE it!!!) and said to her, “You are going to need to clean that bathroom Saturday morning while I am driving your dad and Thing #2 around running errands. It’s totally disgusting in there!”

Her response was, “I will be asleep Saturday morning.”

OMG! What candor! “Um… Okay, sweetie, then I guess you will be cleaning it Saturday afternoon. You can clean it Friday night after I fall asleep. I don’t really care, as long as it doesn’t look like that before we go skating Sunday morning!”

That was it. I went to work and she went to school. Tonight I will be out for my “date night” with Loverman, so this will be revisited with her again Thursday and Friday mornings. Hopefully this time, when she gets the bathroom clean (she’s pretty good at it, once she actually does it!) it will stay that way — like the closet that she cleaned out a while back…