Fun with the Phelpses and not with work...
Could someone just tell them that he's being buried in a remote part of the aussie outback that its impossible to get to except on foot and that they have very little chance of not dying while getting there? Of course, if the phelpses were gone, who would entertain us? WHO? (someone should totally picket phelpses funeral when he kicks it.)
Also, I'm beginning to hate this part time job malarkey. I think (I'm 99% sure) I'll quit in April, maybe get a summer job at some garden center or something, and then just sell beaded jewelry and clothing, etc, online during the next school year. Thoughts?