Dude...I so don't wanna know what that may or may not metaphorically mean...
I have a feeling it has to do with poop.
ANYWAY...I'm playing phone tag between seller's and agents. Some agent called and wanted to show someone's house...in 20 minutes. I mean seriously, why don't these people plan ahead? (this sort of thing happens probably 6-9 times a day where I work)
Yay! My new Saturday internet work buddy!
So uhmm handling important uhmmm...Comcast stuffs...? 'Cause I'm listing houses over here like a mutha fucka...well okay maybe I'm just drinking coffee and posting, but if real estate wasn't sinking I'm sure I'd be putting in houses...
That's the specific reason I usually win games with others.
See...I just won another game, the goal was to use the word "specific" in a sentence. I WIN!
At work and hopping mad that I don't get to come out to Necto and play tonight. I guess I'm mad because it's Halloween (my favorite holiday besides Fat Tuesday and Labor Day) and I don't even have enough money for a damn costume, nor do I have any kind of materials to use to make one