Obviously, the solution is for you to move back to LA so that Dubya can have Aimee's old job.
Hmmmmm.....
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Obviously, the solution is for you to move back to LA so that Dubya can have Aimee's old job.
Hmmmmm.....
Obviously, the solution is for you to move back to LA so that Dubya can have Aimee's old job.
see? a win in every direction.
::imagines Aims picking up the phone to discover Dubya has a question about how something was done when she was there . . . and Aims telling him where he can file it::
shushing each other and eating delivery PieWorks (lisah, you remember them?) dessert pizza: cold crust, cream cheese-based sauce and fresh strawberries, kiwi, mandarin oranges and chocolate chips
Pieworks was one of the first things I saw when I drove into Greensboro and I was sadly disappointed that it was a pizza pie and not a pie pie place.
Our receptionist, having gone to the doctor, has come in and announced to us all that she has a stomach virus.
Then again, who plays racquetball in a flooded court?
Whales, probably.
Speaking of politics, The Daily Show sure did a number on West Virginia last night.
He seriously did. I'd have been very uncomfortable with it if it wasn't for the comments they found, which really deserved the abuse.
Sings the "Happy Anniversary" song for the Zmayhems
Ooh, look what I found the other day when I wasn't paying attention and walked two blocks past my bus stop: [link]
Our receptionist, having gone to the doctor, has come in and announced to us all that she has a stomach virus.
"Hi, I have the screaming ponies. Every time I leave my desk, you'll all be wondering if I'm stinking up the bathroom! HAVE A NICE DAY."
Our receptionist, having gone to the doctor, has come in and announced to us all that she has a stomach virus.
"...and I would like to share it with all of you. Merry Puking Christmas."
"...and I would like to share it with all of you. Merry Puking Christmas."
Yep! If she gets us all sick, we'll have to kill her, because we are TOO BUSY to get sick.