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Since I hadn't really updated about the Starship lately, and my recent posts had been colored by the whatever going on with Tenor, I COMPLETELY forgot to document that the Starship laid off Sgt. Slaughter. As in, I won't have to deal with her ever again. I had left early on a Friday due to the Franken-hand; I later got a phone call that the
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... Big Dealerships and Big Money, man.
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i hope they solve all your light problems
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I used to have a Franken-toe, which was highly disturbing. Hunny was at the foot of the bed and I playfully kicked her in the head with it, and she was all O.O since she doesn't like feet to begin with...
... then I told her I lost the Franken-toenail in her hair and she promptly LOST her SHIT. (I didn't though, but she stopped sitting at the foot of my bed.)
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Haha that's funny. My sis freaks out with things like that, so I naturally loaded pics of my foot and finger with stitches onto FB and sent her the link. So far I think we're doing more evil than good. lol
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