Damn women drivers!
Kid and I went to the Rosen Centre today, where a coffee bar drink-wench and a coffee break set-up bitch sent us running about to the wrong locations. Damn women can't give directions.
Kid and I finally had a sales rep call Meem over the banquet frequency, but she had her radio off. Damn women can't shut their traps and listen.
Kid and I finally made it to Best Buy to pick up software, then she overlooked the cement blocks in the parking lot and damaged her muffler. Damn women can't drive.
Women who act like typical women should be kicked in the face.
I've determined that my Reno 911! shirt attracts only the most hygenically-challenged store employees, wanting to talk about their tragic love affair with comedy central. I was almost inclined to give away my LJ name, just so that by random chance they might find among my interests the term "soap and water."
Magical Trevor 2 is not quite bistro, but ragu still pwns. Fuck prego! BISTRO. I CRAVE BISTRO. Today I went to a shitty un-bistro McDonalds, and my fries were over-salted. The rage I felt can best be described as: ujyreytf589598r3d928t68t96!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111eleventy gazillion
That's right. I said it.
Kid and I finally had a sales rep call Meem over the banquet frequency, but she had her radio off. Damn women can't shut their traps and listen.
Kid and I finally made it to Best Buy to pick up software, then she overlooked the cement blocks in the parking lot and damaged her muffler. Damn women can't drive.
Women who act like typical women should be kicked in the face.
I've determined that my Reno 911! shirt attracts only the most hygenically-challenged store employees, wanting to talk about their tragic love affair with comedy central. I was almost inclined to give away my LJ name, just so that by random chance they might find among my interests the term "soap and water."
Magical Trevor 2 is not quite bistro, but ragu still pwns. Fuck prego! BISTRO. I CRAVE BISTRO. Today I went to a shitty un-bistro McDonalds, and my fries were over-salted. The rage I felt can best be described as: ujyreytf589598r3d928t68t96!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111eleventy gazillion
That's right. I said it.