|DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID|
|Oh, yeah. I forgot to mention this one thing...
Yesterday, I was walking down the hall at work, and "Arnold" was coming the other way. See, Arnold is no longer allowed to come into our office. They got him his own printer, and the back-up printer is not ours either. YEAH!!! I always try to avoid passing him in the hall, or making eye contact. That way, I can avoid the usual "Hi, Milkmaid!!!" cheery greeting, and the necessary response. Bleh.
As I began the turn into my office, I saw him there. He turned, so he was facing me sideways, and he grinned a lascivious grin.... He began rubbing his own ass.
For a moment, I believed I would turn to stone. Or barf. Or weep.
|Buh Bye! |
October 05, 2008
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|Marriage is love.|