Yeah, how come Rustico and I didn’t get invited to the BBQ, I had to take all the sharp objects and rope out his house. After those attacks I cried for two hours then went to Target to buy more kleenex and asked what section they had a “life” in. The real reson I feel left out on Labor Day is that I don’t consider myself much of a laborer, I pay a someone to mow my lawn, clean my house, fix my car, so it seemed appropriate to pay someone to go to the BBQ for me.
