For those of you who don't follow me on Twitter or Facebook, I have been having a truly craptacular week this week. I mean, SUCKY, SUCK, SUCK, SUCK.
So a certain friend sent me this cute little arrangement to cheer me up, along with a snarky little note about how elephants should CRUSH CRUSH CRUSH craptacular weeks like the smelly little bugs that they are.
Which is why my friends are better than your friends. Unless you have the same friends, of course.
Thanks, Michelle. As always, your thoughtfulness is appreciated.
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6 comments:
How'd you know it was me?!
;)
1.) I do, indeed, have a bunch of the same friends you do.
2.) I have not, in fact, received any bourbon soaked cookies from any of those "said" friends.
3.) You left two letters out of you post and I'm not going to tell you what they are or where they're missing from. Because I'm just that kind of friend.
:D
Nathan,
Lie. You got to have some of the rum balls and bourbon balls that were sent to Seattle.
I found it without your help, Nathan, so PBBT.
You're not as good a friend as Michelle. So there.
Nobody is as good a friend as Michelle... except for Jimmy Olsen's pal, Superman. Except, really, Superman doesn't have any friends, just hangers-on and lackeys who act like they're his pal because, y'know, having a "friend" who's faster than a speeding bullet and able to leap tall buildings in a single bound is pretty useful. But Superman knows they're all phonies, only into him because of his superpowers. He drinks a lot, and cries while he's doing it, not just because he's lonely but also because his body instantly metabolizes the alcohol he consumes in vast quantities so that he's never really drunk.
I'm sorry--what were we talking about, again?
I concur. Michelle is a paragon among friends.
So glad she sent you something to cheer you up! :D
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