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Friday, March 17, 2006

Thank you friday for lasting so ever fucking long.

We both know my true love is saturday morning.

Thank you for paying me every other time

Like a man with bad aim and quick on the trigger

You keep my satisfaction levels to 50 percent

Thank you for reminding me poems don't have to rhyme

And they can suck as much as I want them

Thank you for my boss always canceling our one on ones

We both hate each other and dread them, so why do we even fuck up our calendars with discussion time we never intend to have?

Thank you Friday for NEVER being casual day

I glare at my jeans on the way out the door but always wear my sweats on Saturday.

1:12 PM | Permalink

ode to friday... ahhhh heh.

Posted by grace | 2:50 PM

I'm TerraT
From South Bay, California, United States
I used to stand in the pantry trying to get Mrs. Butterworth to talk to me.
That bitch never did though, so I ate her.

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