"He's the competitive asshole jock!"
The poor woman was fired shortly after her outburst and is most likely spending the rest of her days w/ her two cats, Butterscotch and Sunshine, but thats neither her nor there.
I guess my point is that I am in fact competitive. I'm so competitive I'm willing to crown myself this years winner of Valentines Day.
Now, I'm not just declaring myself the winner because I'm a crotchety 25 year old single man who thinks calling himself a winner will make him feel happy on Valentines Day. No, I'm going to win Valentines Day because I'll be approaching it from a different angle, one that defenses (feelings) can't prepare for. I'll be making Valentines Day into a man's day. I will refer to Valentines Day as Thursday. I will leave the bathroom door open while I relieve my bladder. I'll pan fry a steak in butter and eat it w/o a side of greens. Will there be flowers? Absolutely not! (I will however light a pine scented candle and hope to catch Hitch on TBS.)
xoxo
McQ
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