Thursday, April 2, 2009

Baby Daddy.

The man who dresses his child in chartreuse is the man for me. This man is probably a good man. Regardless of his calibre of kindness, he wears his Baby Daddy role well. Today is my third day in a row of being the worst employee. The clock is ticking, four weeks, four weeks, four weeks. Shit.

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