You would not believe what
You would not believe what I heard on the bus this morning. I was sitting in front of these two women carrying on a quite random conversation.
"My little boy came home from school yesterday and told me about his classmate with big blue balls."
"You know, when I wear only one sock, my other foot stays warm too!"
"We have these fake cat puke turds laying around our house to freak out guests."
"Last night, I went to my boyfriend's house to let my little boy tweeze the ingrown hairs out of his chin."
"Sex wasn't too successful for me yesterday because I had really bad gas and it just kept exploding..."
"It's so funny when I fall down in the street."
"Gene Wilder in Willy Wonka was so fucking hot... but not as hot as Kevin Spacey and his little balding gayness."
WTF? You know, I stand by my original statement that riding the METRO is pure entertainment. It's rarely a let down. Forget sitcoms... Houston METRO is where it's at.
I had a successful meeting this morning and some tasty espresso... the day started off good. I found a voicemail from EL in the office when I came in and that really made my day. I miss her. I have a lot of work to do and I think I'm going to end up working through lunch (again). I don't mind... it's the weekend... or close enough anyway. I am wearing the sweater I got for Christmas and love it. It's really comfy. I need to get back to work. Did I mention it's the weekend?! Woooohooo!
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"My little boy came home from school yesterday and told me about his classmate with big blue balls."
"You know, when I wear only one sock, my other foot stays warm too!"
"We have these fake cat puke turds laying around our house to freak out guests."
"Last night, I went to my boyfriend's house to let my little boy tweeze the ingrown hairs out of his chin."
"Sex wasn't too successful for me yesterday because I had really bad gas and it just kept exploding..."
"It's so funny when I fall down in the street."
"Gene Wilder in Willy Wonka was so fucking hot... but not as hot as Kevin Spacey and his little balding gayness."
WTF? You know, I stand by my original statement that riding the METRO is pure entertainment. It's rarely a let down. Forget sitcoms... Houston METRO is where it's at.
I had a successful meeting this morning and some tasty espresso... the day started off good. I found a voicemail from EL in the office when I came in and that really made my day. I miss her. I have a lot of work to do and I think I'm going to end up working through lunch (again). I don't mind... it's the weekend... or close enough anyway. I am wearing the sweater I got for Christmas and love it. It's really comfy. I need to get back to work. Did I mention it's the weekend?! Woooohooo!
:-)
ROFLMAO...thanks for that. :)
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