I’m going to file this one under “Apocalypse.”
There I am: 20-something, cute, blonde and utterly and horrifyingly without a Cadillac Escalade. I am, in fact, totally carless. And I have to throw a giant balloon party in 4 hours. OMG.
The situation is grave, but I’ll just have to call a cab. I mean, have to do whatever you pay them to do. Stuff ‘em in there harder, Juan! Or, Aziz! Whatever!
Well, that worked out just cherry! Let’s be off, Luigi! What are you – oh, right. There’s a whole other bundle of balloons. Um. I guess, try and put them here – oh, watch out for my Blackberry. I need that in my hand.
Mhrh Mph! Hbbt.
(squeak!) Unh, uh, hello? Oh hi! Yeah, I’m on the freeway. Oh, just getting some stuff for the awesome balloon party later. Where are you?July 13th, 2008 | Apocalypse