5thSeptember
Potty Mouth
I am quickly becoming a blogaholic. I’m not addicted to writing posts (but I think that is about to change) I am addicted to reading them. Last week I was in blog heaven. I returned from a week of vacation and was knee deep in blog posts that I had to catch up on. Leslie, one of my fave bloggers, was writing a guest post for Karly. The post was about swearing and generated a ton of comments. It was one of the few instances where I read all of the comments. And they made me laugh pretty hard.
Today I was in a vacant office with my breast pump humming away (lovely visual, heh?) and catching up on some more posts. I stumbled upon one that referenced Leslie’s hilarious guest post and it got me thinking of all of those funny swear words again. When I finished pumping I packed everything up, opened the door, and saw this:
Some prankster thought that it would be funny to barricade me in with AirCribs. With the recent blogs on my mind I started to yell, “Ha ha, pretty fucking funny” just loud enough for the entire office to hear me. Instead I stopped mid sentence, paused, and yelled out something so gargled that it probably made absolutely no sense. Real smooth.
