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Friday, February 12, 2010

10) Soulcaliber

Work today was something of a miracle. I thought Jesus had left my side for good when I confronted him with my newest proposal. Who knew he was so far in the closet that he wouldn't just let me stick the tip in? Some people...

But, I survived today so I know he is still looking out for me. For you see, I almost lost my life in the home stretch of my shift today. We'll just say that the floor was slippery with substance, my shoes have lost all traction about 48 hours after I purchased them from Famous Footwear and the sexy boy I was hardcore eye raping was moving too fast in the opposite direction. All-in-all, disaster blooming situation. My equilibrium isn't what it used to be since I've created my V-8. vodka and corn diet. Add a splash of Mrs. Dash and everything is made better. Too bad your spunk tastes like German Shepard ball sac sweat. A small price to pay to witness the power, the Majesty, the gold halo producing mixture of a small town house wife/slave of the kitchen.

I'm alive!

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