Friday, August 03, 2007

Buckets and Buckets of Sweaty Goodness

Title = My new nickname.

Seriously, I work at a computer. It shouldn't make me sweat. As I type this, my fingers are slipping off of the keys because they are a bit slimy and sweaty.

I am one hot bitch. Damn I'm attractive.

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So, umm, this heat is really getting to me. I made the wifey cut all my hair off. It was getting too long anyways, so I figured it was time to make my head a bit more, shall we say, aerodynamic. Yee haw.

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I need Gold Bond.

Bad.

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What I wouldn't give for a sweet, sweet beer right now. Only a cold Corona (or even better, a Land Shark) could possibly keep my brains from boiling inside my big fat skull.

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I want to make sweet, sexy times with a glacier. Seriously, do you think the wifey would be jealous if I humped an iceburg? Do you think this is how Frosty the Snowman came into being?

This day can't end fast enough.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your wifey is horrified! Maybe it is time for that annullment...

AV

s said...

Mebbe so..

But then who's going to take out the compost?

Or for that matter, who's going to do the laundry?

Anonymous said...

Damn, I'm in a pickle!

AV