Friday, February 4, 2011

made of fail

Why is it that there are only a small handful of people I know that I interact with on a regular basis that aren't complete whiskey tango foxtrots?  This is the primary reason I don't get out more often. 

Oh, and on a related note, it happened again today.  Some jerk tried to set me up with their sister.  I think if someone does this again, I might just accept, so that I can completely offend the person to the point that it will never happen again.

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