Sarah- Mooooooo!

Ah Sarah. Another person who probably can barely tolerate me. Maybe it's because I said she has a 500 pound ass, I made her cry, I make fun of her being a midget, and I insult her intelligence. And that's just the tip of the iceberg. On the other hand, SHE BIT ME!!! So, I think we are even. Seriously, I hope she realizes that these are just some stupid jokes that I make and I don't really feel that way. I'd like to think that the side of me that comes out when I'm drunk is more representative of how I really feel. Otherwise, I wouldn't help her with Math, go with her to get her work schedule and go with her to the bus on Tuesday, even though it's out of the way. By the way, if you're wondering where the moo comes from, we were having a discussion about the sounds of barnyard animals. Apparently, she found my cow amoosing (ha, ha) and has taken up saying it. Don't ask, she's easily amused.