It's 1 degree out.
The office alkie has switched to Smirnoff.
Everything I write comes out sounding like a cranky old man wrote it.
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It's a spot. It's on the web. It's dead. It's a dead spot on the web.
Show off your mighty vocabulary and earn money for the UN World Food Program. It doesn't cost you a dime, and it's already donated a billion grains of rice to the WFP.
Well, you know me.
"It is an open question whether any behavior based on fear of eternal punishment can be regarded as ethical or should be regarded as merely cowardly."
-- Margaret Mead, cultural anthropologist
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No, there aren't enough "damns" to qualify for cranky old man prose.
Correction: It's 1 damn degree out.
The damn office alkie has switched to gaddamn Smirnoff.
Ah. Everything else I write...
Smirnoff is just wrong. I'm a Grey Goose girl.
Um, because a cranky old man who isn't drinking Smirnoff is writing it. Duhhhhhh!
I meant to say "who isn't drinking Smirnoff at world." Duh!
Drink up. It's the only way.
I didn't notice the difference, actually...
;-)
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