Well, today i worked with Kearin (KUR-IN) the caucasian sensation Cunningham, it was, for lack of a better word... fun. We began the evening working in separated environments... he had to work with our lazy-eyed manager (who is actually really cool) moving around some gift sets of liquor and cups and shit that were leftover from the holidays... while i was stuck putting shit into the large beer cooler... i calculated in my head, while was moving packages of cans into the cooler that i had moved a total of 4,932 cans of beer into that god damn cooler... (Crazytown - Drowning) 1,608 of these cans were of Miller Light Beer, what does that say about America?? I'll tell you, we love Miller Light... not Old Style, not Paul Sorensen, not Mark Bodnar, WE LOVE MILLER LIGHT!!! YEAH!!! (Incubus - I Miss You) how did this song get here? Any way, the self proclaimed stockboy genious Joe Cassin decided that he's too cool to crush the boxes that he created earlier that day and left them for Kearin and i to crush, so that really sucked, then we had to make a bail... or as i like to call it, a shit fucking pile of cardboard tied with piss drinking wire ties.... but calling it a bail is easier...

Let me tell you something about bails. They take more time to create than God took to create our beautiful world... THATS how long. So we finished the bail... then we had to face.... facing a store is when you take all of the mechandice (illiterate) and move it to the front of the shelf so that the shelf looks full and not gay or possibly gay.

then we were done, and i was happy to get home so that i could get all of re-cock-u-lous frustrations out of my mind... so ill talk you ya'll on the flip side..

"Kevin, I hate people, not you, just people as a whole... I HATE THEM!" - - Mike Else