In a statement of rebellion and anger toward my boss, I declared that Friday was punk rock day at work. No one else apparently got the memo (perhaps because it originated in my head the night before).
Hm. Apparently no amount of hair glue, jewelry or black clothing is going to make me look bad ass. You don't want to meet me in a back alley cause I might redecorate your bathroom.
comment already
because there’s nothing that amuses me more than hearing your pathetic opinion
Like I said earlier today.. You're killing me. Oh and apparently Boss Lady informed that I need to learn to communicate with the evil menses queen. I told her I refused :) See you can get away with anything here.
Danielle | October 5, 2004 4:39PM
well, look at how youre standing. that jutting hip screams DESIGNER. plus youre groping yourself with your free hand - there isnt anything scary about a guy fondling himself. and dont even get me started on the bracelets.
Valette | October 5, 2004 9:04PM
hmm, it is a bit lacking. try some shades to cover up the blood-shot eyes (they are shot, right?) also, you need a spiked dog collar and random body piercings - try the pvc pipe through the ear...that will help.
joat | October 5, 2004 9:45PM
Fortunately I never claimed to be butch, though I might consider a spiked collar... made from red velvet.
nomad | October 6, 2004 9:54AM
there is no hope for you.
*shakes head slowly*
Valette | October 6, 2004 12:50PM
I would be scard if i ran into you in a dark alley and i didn't know you. Ha Ha
Marty
| October 8, 2004 5:13AM