I made it until 7:40.
Really PowerPoint? Really? Why couldn't you just let me change the font color? I don't ask for much. I asked you for one little thing and when you wouldn't comply? F-bomb.
(...one hour later...)
While watching "True Blood", the following was uttered by yours truly:
"What? Are they going to f---ing fairyland or something."
Followed soon after by, "Run, motherf---er! Don't just stand there."
Sigh. This is going to be the longest. Month. Ever.
If you're keeping track, that's $50 so far. Maybe I can't afford this form of punishment. My sister suggests I should put a limit on it, lest I have to spend next month eating peanut butter and jelly. And maybe some crackers.
Here's another Drunk Heather video.
I was going to post this immediately, but it seems prudent to wait until bedtime, when I know I'm done talking for the day. Or maybe I should just stop talking altogether. Until August.
You know you could just NOT wear socks to bed one night instead of paying the fine....or would that illicit more F-bombing the next day due to lack of sleep? Shannon
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