Hell has frozen over. Pigs are flying. After a year and a half working in the story department with Andrew Dodge, I finally have successfully made him spit up his drink. I can't tell yall aboot the countless times I tried making him laugh while he was swigging from that Wild Turkey bottle (or water bottle...whatever). It's been a year and a half long dream of mine to do this, and now it's over. It was beautiful. The best part is that I didn't even do anything new. He spied me through the double cubicle glass and proceeded to quench his thirst. I took the opportunity to do my Grudge boy impersonation....and then it happened. Pfffffffttt! It was a beaut! Too bad nobody was walking down the hall to see it.
Posted by Mollie Gamo at December 7, 2004 04:54 PM | TrackBack