What a day.

From the start, a real pistol.

Ready, set, go!

And down the stretch she comes.

Never a faltering moment.

Never the opportunity to come up for air.

A whirlwind of a day, challenging the previous records.

Can she go for the gold?

Did she measure up?

Enter the judges:

Well, give her an 8.

Yeah, maybe.  But she failed miserably in that deep dive into the abyss.

She might have satisfied the majority, but she left some loose ends.

Her score for the week will be dependent on each day’s accomplishments.

Today? Well, she looked somewhat overwhelmed, and tried to take on things that were beyond her control.

She did not, at the end of the day, completely satisfy all the requirements.

Besides, she was overheard saying that her favorite team is the NE Pats.

That, in itself, lends one to believe she is tarnished.

We met up with her at a local pub and asked her how she felt after her performance today.

Her response was unlady like and quite caustic:

“Shut the hell up.”

We have tried to call her on her cell tonight, which is a waste.

She never leaves her cell phone on.

Besides, she has never texted.

She leaves a lot to be desired….. this ridiculous old bag, parading around the warehouse like a goof.

We tried to get her to respond to one last question.

“Hey, Chicken Butt!  Have you ever seen a grown man naked?”

She smiled and said, “Just ask Shirley, ok?  And by the way, don’t call me Shirley.”

Oh my, my, oh hell yes, time to put on that party dress.

Until tomorrow,






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