he’s in your face…
No, he’s not in your face because he just won a bet. See … turns out I CAN ride Reese like a horse without getting yelled at or taken to the emergency room. In-your-FACE!
And he’s not all up in your face because you missed a deadline. Story time started 10 minutes ago … and where the heck is my pb&j, FOOL?
He’s not even in your face because he’s your physical superior. Don’t get me wrong, he is … it’s just not why he’s is your face. What does high score mean? “New high score,” is that bad? …what does that mean, did I break it?
He’s in your face because, well, you needed a Friday pick-me-up.
Feel better? In your FACE!
Happy Friday, my friends.
Congrats to this week’s FaceBaby said what?! champ … Courtney!
Bubba officially said: Did you HAVE to throw those ice cubes in here with me, Mom? Give a guy a break!
Nobody likes to be judged by a cold pool, just ask George Constanza. Reduce your chances of being walked-in on like that by wearing your new imaginary T-shirt at all times. On second thought, you might want to wear it with something else. You know, just to be safe.
And I owe another round of congratulations to our second FaceBaby Mega Champ, Cassie! With 34% of the votes, some well-deserved cottony goodness is headed your way. Go ahead and let that friend borrow your imaginary T-shirt now that you’ve got the real thing. She had better return it, though … along with those heels and that skirt from last spring. On second thought, keep them both for yourself.