So, like, remember that time after, I think it was a pep rally or something, when you were all freaking out and shit and yelling, "What the fuck?!?!" because all of the sudden your pom-poms smelled like piss? I know it was almost sixteen years ago, but I wanted to say I'm sorry. See, it wasn't really a bizarre accident. I switched our pom-poms while you weren't looking because I'd just gotten a new kitten who, well, you can guess.
Anyway, I was thinking about this for some reason the other day, and decided I should feel bad. It's just that I kind of thought you were a fucking bitch, so I didn't really mind pawning the pissy pom-poms off on you. And? You were such a dramatic person, I figured it would be fun for all to watch you throw a hissy fit. And it kind of was. Plus, you're fucking loopty loop bangs made me and my flat, staticky hair having in the fucking 80's ass jealous as all hell.
I do wonder how you ever got that smell out. I know I tried for-fucking-ever to do it. Well, yeah...Sorry.
*Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006