Monday, December 20, 2010

I didn't realize my bra was twisted till we were recovering the store

If I'd slit my wrists at work tonight, I would have bled music snobbery.

Tonight's In Store Play consisted of:
Órla Fallon's Celtic Christmas
Il Divo
Jackie Evancho
The Canadian Tenors
Susan Boyle
and too many cheese-tastic renditions of "Hallelujah," "Panis Angelicus," "The Prayer," "O Holy Night," and the Prayer of St. Francis.

Guess it's a good thing I have a rather strong will to live. Had I not, the snobbery mess on the floor would have been atrocious and difficult to clean up.

[waves as she passes]
Hello--Oh. Goodbye, Deep End. I've just gone off you.


Thankfully, there's a Brooklyn here to cushion my fall.

Eh he!

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