I don't wail about the objectification of women or whatever theultra-feminist cry is. Whatever floats your boat. Miss Whatevermonth and all her plastic parts fill this 21-inchmonitor when Miss Whatevermonth's admirer has a goddamn sexy livingbreathing girlfriend of his own. Miss Whatevermonth has bunsof steel. That said, I'm late for work.
Work is great.
I just work. It's just enough time to help them with spelling homeworkand settle arguments and still have them like me when they go home. It'slike paid vacation. Back to life. BTW, I wasn't late for work.