I was having a fabulous morning in my now empty apartment (Bob's still hear, but he's like my dog, not a person). I was sang till my voice sounded like Larry King's after he smoked 80 packs of Wrigley's.
"WHEN I WAKE UP...AND...PUT ON MY MAKE UP...I MAKE LOVE TO MY PICTURES OF BEA! MAUDE WAS GOOD...BUT GOLDEN GIRLS WAS AN ORGY WAITING TO HAPPEN!
As a I stepped out of the shower I rub my butt with the towel, to find that its covered with staples. How discomforting, it was annoying. Thank Xenu I have healing powers.
Anyway that was a minor inconvenience and I plan on calling the towel company.
Sincerely and always yours,