Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Poor Dick

On drive to work yesterday, freak made "C" gesture with hand. Have suspicion of meaning. Not sure. You? I, in response, sped around and hit brakes. Male driver not amused. I was.

See Dick swerve. See Dick yell. Leave Dick in dust. Bye, Dick, bye.

Am feeling blue this morning. Will order self two dozen roses for office delivery. Perhaps chocolates as well.

Note to self: "Mia, fill flower delivery note with many erotic suggestions for front desk to intercept and inspire gossip. Sign as Big Johnson."

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