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“So I kind of need advice, cos I’m confused and a little concerned about living in the house, like, with getting rest and just having, like, alone time to…” “Be pregnant,” Danny finishes for her. “I understand your concern cos I know they come home at four in the morning and and they’re up ’til six.” Snooki says that she still wants to spend time with her roommates, she just wants to get away from the house. The house where all of her roommates are. She asks Danny if he has another place where she can stay. “I have a couple other places,” he tells her. “where everybody who works for me lives in all these different houses and stuff. But it’s summertime, so everything’s pretty much filled up.” Snooki tells him that all she needs is a bed and a shower. Turns out Danny just so happens to have an apartment right next to the house they’re already in! “What I could do is maybe move you in,” he says. It’s not what he wants to do, but he understands that the shared house isn’t the right environment for her right now. “It’s a party house,” he says, “and you’re not ready to party right now. You’re ready to become a mommy. Take care of a puking baby.” I have to admit, I’ve spent more than a few minutes imagining Snooki dealing with all of the various oozy things that infants emit, and it is an amusing diversion. “And party once a week,” Snooki says.
Snooki interviews that it makes her feel good that Danny is so understanding and is helping her out. “It just means that he cares,” she says. She hugs Danny and thanks him, and then asks if she can go on her break now. “No!” Danny says. “Frickin’ make a sale!”
Snooki is either on break or her shift is over, because she and the other girls are at the Beachcomber (“Ice Cold Beer” says the sign.) Jenni, sitting next to her, says that she’s about to eat her fake cigarette. She is wearing a crown, a metal band around her head covered in small gold spikes. “I feel like I’m in the medieval times,” she says. “How awkward was Vinny last night?” Snooki asks. “I’m like, ‘Can you shut the fuck up?’” Deena says that she loves the guys to death, but sometimes they cross the line. “Everyone needs to give Jionni a break,” says Snooki. She interviews that she is going to tell Jionni everything Vinny is saying because she would want to know if some bitch were talking about her like that. That’s not going to start any drama, not at all. “Just tell him where it’s at,” Deena advises. “You’ve said your jokes, it was funny for a second, move on.” Deena tells us that now Snooki is pregnant, enough is enough.
“I honestly wanted to get a knife last night and just cut Vinny’s throat,” Snooki says. If Vinny dies under any remotely suspicious circumstances in the next year or so, Snooki is gonna be looking really good as a suspect. “You can fuck with me all you want. You fuck with my man… I will cut your fucking dick off,” JMomm contributes. Deena says she thinks she’ll lose her mind. “If they keep it up, us girls are gonna tell them to cut it the fuck out,” Deena interviews.