Some days you should just stay in bed
Today seemed promising. Until my icy rain-soaked walk. Little coffee, little Al Franken talk radio fixed me right up. Right now though, I'm about to blow a gasket. If I have to explain the fucking alphabet to one more customer I'm going to tie them down and administer several deep lacerations using the DVD edge of Intolerable Cruelty!
Some days you should just stay in bed. Preferably at the Hilton with a little room service and a companion, but hey I'd be happy with a cup of Jo, doughnut and book.
Some days you should just stay in bed. Preferably at the Hilton with a little room service and a companion, but hey I'd be happy with a cup of Jo, doughnut and book.