Dear Jamba Juice,
Get a friggin' drive thru already!
Love you forever,
Smoothiemouth
And so I go...
2 years ago
6.18.2008
An Open Letter to My Other Drug Dealer
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- When my husband was in the military and would go on his six month deployments, people would be all "Oh, you're so strong, I don't know how you do it, blahblah compassionate noisescakes." The thing is, there is no choice. You put your head down and grind it out and one day you wake up and your life is back to normal. In December 2007, they found a mass in my rectum. This is My Cancer Deployment.
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1 comment:
HILARIOUS! but consider this... through a microphone, the patronizing head swagger would be lost when they correct their customers' pronunciation of "acai"
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