So today, I'm all like "Licorice Spice tea and Snickerdoodle time, beeoch!!!". I start walking to my fave spot. It's drizzling a bit, but no biggie -- after all, I only have to go about 5 blocks. About halfway to my destination, at about 2:15 PM -- fucking cloudburst! By the time I arrived, I was soaked. My shoes were drenched and even my underwear was as if it had just come out of the wash. So I went home. No snickerdoodles at home, though -- sadness.
So instead, I donned my Metro Transit shirt and played Typing of the Dead until my wrists almost fell off. Then since I was already in uniform, I pretended my frying pan was a steering wheel and I proceeded to play "Bus Stop". It was OK, but let me tell ya -- appliances don't make very good passengers. My toaster is a total asshole.
And I'm still unemployed. Can you tell?
So instead, I donned my Metro Transit shirt and played Typing of the Dead until my wrists almost fell off. Then since I was already in uniform, I pretended my frying pan was a steering wheel and I proceeded to play "Bus Stop". It was OK, but let me tell ya -- appliances don't make very good passengers. My toaster is a total asshole.
And I'm still unemployed. Can you tell?
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imfrickincold:
go download yahoo so i can continue to tell you how totally awesome you are.
imfrickincold:
okay, ill stop filling up your comment board now, but have you ever been to homestarrunner.com? check out strongbad's emails. they're pretty funny. and im more attracted to you by the minute. k. ill stop being a nerd now, latah