STATUS: still haven't written thank you note
If Sam says "big scary penis" one more time, I just don't know what I'm going to do. This is the man who brough us: "The people who have all the money are the people who do it all day," and the Celebration of the Urinal. The number of times "phallic" and "penis" whipped across that classroom today was disturbing.Amelia's epiphonies are on a streak. If only I could have one, maybe I'd be feeling a little more productive than I do right now, 'cause productivity levels are currently at zero.
Pompousness is not a word. It is pomposity. I refer you to Ann-Derrick's blog for a rant concerning this issue. (Fuck you diction master sheet.)
Not even the weather is cooperating. Can I get a Rain Dance, people?
posted by The Artist Formerly Known As "Katherine" @ 1:27 PM
1 Comments:
Comely penises (peni?) died in the hellish warscapes of WWI.
Ahh, the good ol' days.
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