we need whiteboards in the bathrooms at work, like college. when someone would leave used 'pons or traces of fibers floating in the 'let, we would simply leave scathing bubble letter notes for each other on the board and then brooch the subject at chapter meetings and at all meals in the u. um hello, "ladies", you're effing disgusting. your 1 job is to flush and ensure that flushing actually occurs. i don't care about any of your other tasks in there. wipe, don't wipe. whatever. if you're reading this, stop leaving 'fibers'. i'll puke on you since i have a photographic memory and can actually picture the shoes you wear. yet sadly, i don't think any of you are reading this. oh hey, don't think that i can't photographically recall what the fibers look like either. you're gross. big don sucks for making me inherit this photographic h from her.
hey speaking of markie post, she was in traffic behind me last week which is crazy because remember when tina yothers was? anywho, markie was back there in her silver, mini-suv, with her blond markie post, fluffy, straightened, mullet-doo applying her damn lipstick. it was funny. i thought of you guys.
peaches. i cannot believe i forgot about how awesome peaches are. if you are in need of snack, i suggest you go get some peaches. or, perhaps just 1. i don't care. they're delicious. i guess i got so mad at bananas that i just stopped paying attention to like, all fruit, except for blueberries, which i was still hanging out with because they generally rule when you freeze them and then enjoy them on warm summer days and nights. obviously. so in summary, i'll build a house inside of you. peace. taggin out.
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