Friday, March 14, 2008

Like Daughter Like Mother



Yup a lady I work with had her daughter and she chased me around the break room with one of those noodle things.

Later.

"Up, smack, turnaround he's on his back and. Don't wanna tango with you. I'd rather tangle with him. I think I'm gonna bash his head in. And this shouldn't concern you except that. Just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back."
(Little Black Backpack, Stroke 9)

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