I like bite-sized things.
So when I saw this on my sister Emma’s g-chat staus, I simply had to share. It was SO bobloblaw i could hardly stand it:
The guy who calls me Amy at work just gave me a minature punching bag for mi desk.
She works hard for da monayy,
Listening to: Something squeaking. Not like animal squeaking but like broken electronic device squeaking. This oughta be a fun morning.
On my mind: Do you think Magic really thinks MJ showed him how to be a better basketball player?
P.s. Send me your twitter/bite-sized blurbs about the horror/mundane/awkwardness of what you do for a living! I’ll post them!