
We like to call this the "double word score."

So...you wake up one morning and realize that you are where you are. And you decide that this beats the hell out of working for a bipolar boss who was always trying to figure out exactly how to buy her meds over the internet.
2 comments:
ewwwww!
the better picture would have been the one of me, with poop all over my shirt, shorts and running down my legs.
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