chrisbarryrocks

Last night was our office holiday party. Ava came too. She made me dress up.

See, I do have some nice clothes. 

They tried to put me on a first-degree murder case. It would have taken at least 2 weeks. They needed 18 jurors, and there were about 50 of us in the room. I ALMOST was chosen, they called me up individually and asked me questions and everything. But I made up some excuses and got out of it.

Because me and Garfield are tight.

Because I have these sweet new lesbian biker boots.

Oh yeah. So hot. You know you want them.

But theyre MINE.

...or they're Ava's and she made me pick them up while I was at work today. 

My dinner tonight looks kind of like a face.

An angry face.