Not to toot my own horn or anything, but get a load of this:
|That's me. Number two in the whole company!!! Woot! Woot!|
If you haven't already, you should totally sign up as my client. Then come back and finish reading this post. It's pretty funny, if I do say so myself.
All signed up? Great.
While I was celebrating my stronghold on the number two spot, I got to thinking about my history with number two. Being number two. Not poop. Just wanted to clarify.
Try to keep your minds out of the gutter moving forward. Bathroom humor is so 3rd grade.
Number two and I go way back.
Couldn't do it could you?
I need you to focus.
Let's take a trip down memory lane shall we?
1996 Miss New Jersey Teen Pageant: (apologies for the crappy photo quality)
|That's me in the red (as if you couldn't tell).|
I ended up being First Runner Up - aka Number Two.
|I missed out on Valedictorian by two one-thousandths of a point.|
I took "Don't Take Him Hakim" for Intro to Philosophy freshman year.
I got a B.
I didn't know he was "Don't Take Him Hakim!"
My GPA would never recover.
The saga continues. But, you know what? All joking aside, second best isn't so bad after all.
And honestly, neither is bathroom humor - it can still be pretty funny. You may even want to reread this post with the eyes of your inner third grader - there's double entendres that I didn't even intend! Ha!
I'm pooped. ;) I'm going to bed.
Have a great weekend kiddos!
PS- Let Number Two Work for You! I think I've got a new slogan! ;)