Ain't NOTHING easy about Sunday morning...

Thursday, March 30, 2006


it seems like cell phones get sick of my rambling. Either that, or they're homophobic. It wouldn't let me type anymore. Anyhow, three coworkers just left. One was too fat for her blouse, another looked like she wore black a lot, and the third, a pudgy guy with a cleanshaven wattle wore designer glasses that were much too small for his wide smooshy face. But he didn't sweat. He wasn't a sweaty pudgy guy. Here's to obliterating stereotypes! Gotta go. I'm up!


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