The backstory: On Wednesday, JT and I boarded our plane to New Jersey and it was immediately clear that my fellow passengers were a microcosm of the Garden State. If you've been here, you know what that means. If you haven't, I can't explain it without listing a range of stereotypes that will surely be found offensive by someone. So you're going to have to trust me, Internet: this plane was all Jerseyed up. I texted T with a report of conditions.
Me: Plane is chock-full of Jersey trash so I will have a story or two to tell, I am sure.
T: Say hi to Snooki & wash your hands twice.
And that's why she's the girl for me.
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