Last friday she's all like "let's go to Doe's." we went to Doe's and saw OB and his merry band of crappy recruits chowin' on some over salted 10 lbs steaks. Tonight, she's all like "let's go to goodcents. It makes goodcents, LOL amiright?!" So who is there but Frank on daughter duty with his adorable little one in her pink crocs. I didn't say anything to OB cause its all like "LOL! OB!" I didn't say anything to Frank because I was scared of a lackadaisical turnover and a stern talking to.