Fridays in the office are as loose as Jenna Jamison's vagina and as flexible as Ron Jeremy's morals.
Today is Friday The 13th. So things are that much better. People are saying things like "Happy Friday...THE 13TH"
I hope something bad happens. I can think of one person a hatchet would improve.
It is a mighty fine day to go to Camp Crystal Lake.
If you don't know what I am saying. Get your ass out of the kitchen.
On another note. Tomorrow is Valentine's Day and I am feeling awfully Ba-humbug about that.
I just ain't cut out for this Love thing anymore.