Tuesday, June 21, 2005

I am having a bad day at work

And when one has a bad day, thoughts turn to the dark side of the force and to revenge, and then you go on typing or making phone calls (as the case may be) and bury your wrath until happy hour.

At least that's what I do.

But here's a better option. One that I've dreamed about inflicting on several ex-boyfriends who actually deserved it.

Dog poop. The breakfast of champions.

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