|
Well, I'm making some progress here. I've convinced her to talk to her school psychologist. The guy who did this is like a fuckin dunce. He IMed her a little while ago and said "hey, i'm really sorry about what happened last night, wanna go on a date tomorrow?" FUCKING ASSHOLE
__________________
I think Pringles initial intention was to make tennis balls. But on the day that the rubber was supposed to show up, a big truckload of potatoes arrived. But Pringles is a laid back company. They said "Fuck it. Cut em up." -Mitch Hedberg, '68-'05
Bauer's the man.
|