Wednesday, April 22, 2009
FREEDOM TASTES LIKE AMERICA!! And a little like gin.
First of all - I freakin' love all of you nutty nuts!
Second - I stole the title of this entry from Anna von Beaverplatz. Thank you, AvB for being awesome and kind of a drunk.
Third - it is ON, bitches!
Jackie and I are fighting over the FREEDOM MUG now, so we decided we should have some type of competition and the winner would get the cup. Our boss suggested we write an essay on "What Freedom Means To Me" because she is LAME and a nerd and apparently thinks we're 9 and she's our teacher. After Jackie and I both crushed her spirit with our withering looks, we decided that whoever is the biggest douche (without being a truly rotten person) wins the coveted cup.
Jackie made the first move. On her way out, while I was stuck on a conference call, she stopped in my office & sang the "B is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S" song, thereby infecting me with a most heinous earworm. Evil!
Jackie - 1
Lainey - 0
Help me, evil geniuses - I need ideas for pummeling her. I WANT THAT CUP!