There is no way that this week I got into, not one but, two towel fights at work. I did not waste the company's valuable time snapping 20 year old young men with the corner of a wet towel. I would never leave welts on another human being. That's abusive and cruel. I would never be so immature. Not me!
There is no way that I would snap an unarmed man while he was showing off the welts on his back. Nope, that would be cruel. And I would not give him a free shot at my rear end, then go into the bathroom and snap a picture of my leg where he left a nice bruise. And there's absolutely NO WAY that I send the picture to twitpic! Really, who does that? Not me!
It is impossible that I would feel a sense of pride that, when ganged up on by 2 guys, I left many more welts on them than the 3 I brought home. No way that it makes me feel young and powerful. Heavens, I'm 40 years old not 16. That was NOT ME!
TAWANDA!!! <--- I did NOT just say that!
What didn't you do this week?
