Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Excuse me, you're invading my bitter box.

What. Ever.

We didn't want the keys to your stinking house anyway.

It was ugly.

And smelled funny.

And looked like a 70's design fiasco.

And your momma dresses you funny.

No, I'm not bitter.

Not. At. All.

1 comment:

lauren e said...

i was kind of hoping to get the remains of the ripped out mustard shag carpeting, too. *sigh*