Two facts:
1)
Toothy the toothless wonder bought a trailer
today, like one you live in, in a trailer park. His white trash dreams are
complete. I am so proud of him; it has a stove and everything.
2)
My boss is obviously trying to kill me. After
Nikki made me scog beers last night I am obviously hung over at work
today...Boss man found a cat while driving Toothy to said trailer, he brought
it back to the office. The thing won’t stop meowing. I don’t know what’s worse
the meowing kitten or the fact that I’ve had to listen to Taylor Swift 22, ten
times today.
As a side note, the toothless
wonder’s reaction to the kitten was “I usually have to buy a drink before I can
just pick up a pussy.” You aren't picking up any "pussy" Toothy; it might have something to do with your teeth,...or your lack of hygiene.
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