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November 2, 2006

Stacy: Uniform Angst

I don’t want to look in the mirror...

Christ, why can’t they actually make these damned things to fit. I’m a girl, dammit, I have hips and tits!

I know this thing is sagging in the crotch, I just know it. Won’t look.

And this helmet, what in the hell is that even for? This is a cheese factory for fuck’s sake… I can’t just wear a hairnet?

Stupid bureaucracy. I bet this is all because of that jerk over in Wrapping. Some idiot gets their crank folded into the gruyere and we all have to pay the price. Typical.

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Comments

Perfect

Posted by: kasac at November 2, 2006 10:57 AM · Permalink

"Some idiot gets their crank folded into the gruyere..."

That phrase alone will keep me chuckling for hours.

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at November 2, 2006 11:43 AM · Permalink