Friday, July 31, 2009

Friday Funday

Nothing great to report today. Added 1 to the this weeks Roadkill count, bringing it up to 3 so far.

Instead of cycling during lunch, I accompanied some of my henchmen and cohorts to "Hooville" to eat some wings and oogle some ladies. Really quite nice. Our waitress was Monica, and I could tell right away she was eying me up as a possible father to her yet unborn children. As if the world needed more of me; it would be better to have ten more lawyers! So, I had to give her the unspoken "no" in order to keep her focused on keeping our glasses full of barley juice. I could tell from the look on her face that another fair maiden's hopes had been dashed. Such is the carnage I leave behind. Or maybe she just had gas. I really can't read people too well.

Now I am in the post lunch daze, doing little other than thinking up obnoxious replies to use when my alumni association begs for money. I hate them. I really do.

-Evil C.

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