weird fingas - tiny titts
i got a shirt. a work shirt. from work.
i won't say where i work. for fear of damaging their good clean image.
but i WILL say, i love my job. i love the things i get to do here. and i love the wacky khaki people who work here.
right now, i am blogging, listening to miss etta james and farting. uncontrollably.
i should be expense reporting, phone monitoring and stranger entertaining.
and i will be, soon enough. i just wanted to share with YOU whoever you are, my new shirt.. and tiny ta-taaas.
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