Friday, August 28, 2009

post-it notes tell all.

Braden took his post-it notes out of his bag; he soon began dutifully taking notes upon them.
Later that day, I asked to borrow a post-it note.

The results of our post-it note endeavors are shown below:



This image clearly illustrates that my post-it note (the one in the below position) had a more successful day.

Post-it notes, like eyebrows, are the frame surrounding the window to the soul. And I think you and I both know whose frame illuminates with grandiosity, pride, and check-marks.

Amendment Number One: Please note the difference between the handwriting. While mine is swirly, legible, and audacious, Braden's is fucking cheap chicken shit boiled in psychosis. That is the end.

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