“My girlfriend is so fucking cool,” I said as I turned back around. “Your girlfriend, huh?” Nolan said through a burp that he caught with his fist. “I mean, we never said it was official, but I’m her baby daddy and she literally owns this dick. If you look along the bottom it says: Made in the USA, property of Winnie Baker.” “That sounds pretty permanent.” “Forever kind of shit,” I confirmed. “Look at us! Just a couple of former fuckups who are all settled and spoken for. We’re basically a Home Depot commercial.”
