Wednesday, April 21, 2010

First World Problems.

Who the frak do I have to screw in this Saint Louis City of Three Damned Rivers to get a cab at 6:14 a.m. when I am stone cold sober?!


This landlocked pirate is EXCEEDINGLY upset about her airship being in drydock in damnable Salt Lake City. She also can't get four consecutive days off of work with enough notice to go get it.

She's a pirate. She's never off the clock.

ARGH 6 A.M. and I'm changing voice. HALPZ, send a chariot! plz?

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