Thursday, you done did me wrong…
Ohhh, Andy....
To say that my Thursday took a dump on my week would be an understatement. My Thursday left me on the curb with nothing but my blankie, a luke-warm bottle of milk, and a sign that says “Free to a good home.” My Thursday betrayed and left me on the battlefield, heartbroken, blue-faced, and in a kilt.
LOUD NOISES!
To sum up: Thursday Lando Calrissian’ed my ass…
NOT how my Thursday went down...
It just wasn’t a good day, for many, many reasons. I woke up feeling blue. I had to deal with snarky girls in school. I nearly got kicked out of my church choir. My hysterical crying made my mascara run and transformed me into a raccoon. I didn’t have time for dinner. And to top it all off, my dog peed on my pajama bottoms.
You're lucky you're cute, Piss Dog.
Miracle on 32nd Street 