So
Happy
It's
Thursday...
Whaddya say, kiddies? It's been a long time since we've had a S.H.I.T. entry...what makes y'all happy about Thursday? I am happy about Thursday because I just handed over a some rambunctious five year olds and am finally getting me a vaKAYtion. I have some new pink socks, please see below, and I am ready to rock into the weekend. Oh yeah, and Chad has purchased me some of the Shoppette's finest. Bubbly. But he owes me. We got an e-mail from his ex. We bought DH #1 some skateboard shit as teenagers are prone to wanting, and it doesn't go, so we get an e-mail from the ex that is shall we say...grammatically incorrect? Chad says:
DH: Hit reply.
TCWH: (clickety clack) okay.
DH: Put it on size 22 font... (totally pausing to make sure I'm doing it)
TCWH: (clickety clickety) okay...
DH: Type "INVALID" in huge letters.
TCWH: Fuck no! Do your own dirty work!
*NEWSFLASH* This is actually funnier if you are consuming the bubbly with me, but I don't care! It's Thursday!
Yes, I realize that this totally proves that we have regressed to junior high levels of maturity and taunting. But, did we do it? No. Did we laugh about it? Hell, yes. The bitch cleaned us out. She makes crazy look like Julia Childs.
Oh, before I forget. Obligatory sock picture:
Are you squinting? It says, "BUY ME STUFF".