Letter From My Attorney.

I mean it.

kisses,

K.J.

Coward.

Freakhog* chicken.

This convo just went down between Tits Magee and our Project Director.

Tits "And so there are all these beaners, are in the back of the truck..."
P.D. "Titsy Tits. WHOA. That's not politically correct."
Tits "Yeah, well..."
P.D. "(nervous laugh) Uuuuh...uh...I better leave before Tits rubs off on me. Heh, heh."

Chicken.

How can we be in a work environment and SHE GET AWAY WITH THAT?????!!!!!! You cannot use a racial slur and have the boss's boss's boss just WALK AWAY.

Seriously.

How????

I'll tell you how. Two words, both very powerful:

Nipple. Shadows.







*up top, bookclub!!

Free Advice.

I can't...I don't...I...it's just...um...

genius.

pure. genius.