Okay, so this really funny thing happened yesterday:
I was in Coworker Sarah's car because we had gone to Starbucks and then were going to drop in unannounced on one of her clients that I really like, so we're in the car in Bexley and someone in a big child-molester van (you know the type) cuts her off. Now, Sarah is usually prone to bouts of road rage, so it was no surprise when she took a deep breath to start yelling. She opens her mouth and out comes, "YOU FAAAAaaaa," and then she stops. At this point, I start cracking up hysterically, unable to control myself. She turns about thirty shades of red and says, "Oh my god. I am /so/ sorry. I have never said that before, I swear. My brother would kill me. I'm so sorry." When I finally catch a breath, I say, "Dude, that's the funniest effing thing you've said all week. You're so fucking GAAAaaaaa."
I freaking love that girl. She is completely nuts.
I was in Coworker Sarah's car because we had gone to Starbucks and then were going to drop in unannounced on one of her clients that I really like, so we're in the car in Bexley and someone in a big child-molester van (you know the type) cuts her off. Now, Sarah is usually prone to bouts of road rage, so it was no surprise when she took a deep breath to start yelling. She opens her mouth and out comes, "YOU FAAAAaaaa," and then she stops. At this point, I start cracking up hysterically, unable to control myself. She turns about thirty shades of red and says, "Oh my god. I am /so/ sorry. I have never said that before, I swear. My brother would kill me. I'm so sorry." When I finally catch a breath, I say, "Dude, that's the funniest effing thing you've said all week. You're so fucking GAAAaaaaa."
I freaking love that girl. She is completely nuts.