Some things you can't control. Some things you must offer up to the hilarious gods.
How else would they know about the He-Man underpants, the thumb-sucking, and the stack of porn....i mean...what?
I'm sure someone somewhere on the Enterprise thought they, too, had a crappy job at one point. Just goes to show you never know who's admiring you...And my secret for the week:
Whenever I'm doing my ribbon wand routine in Block Party, I pretend all the scooter boys going by are racecars and I'm the sexy checkered flag girl.
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