My Friend Who Isn't But Is Sort Of: You know what? Me: No, what? MFWIBISO: "HI! IT'S ME! BIG BIRD! TUUUUUUUUURRRRRNNNNN ... OVER-THE-RECORD-TURN-OVER-THE-RECORD-TURN-OVER-THE-RECORD-TURN — Me: Oh, no. You stop that. That song is already on the Do Not Play List. MFWIBISO: Bullshit. Me: It is. Well, Irish Washerwoman is, and that's the tune, so Big Bird gets the bird. MFWIBISO: What do you think this is, a professional environment? We have no Do Not Play restrictions in this office. TUUUUUUUUUURRRRRNNNNN ... Me: Fine. HONOLULU BAy-BEE, WHERE'D YOU GET THOSE EYES? ...
Why doesn't anyone want to work with us?
I guess most of them are too young to know what a record is.
The only other thing I have right now that I'm not saving up trying to have enough to scrape together for a paltry little podcast this weekend is that I decided that the enigmatic expression on the face of the Mona Lisa was actually her trying to stifle a sneeze.
drinking: superman energy beverage fizzy-lifting drink
listening to: Tom Petty, Turn This Car Around
i'd like to apologize: for the davinci cold bad punnage. but i can't. it's brain confetti and it had to go somewhere
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