I scream. You scream. We all scream for…Jell-o?
Well… look what the cat dragged in.
And when I say cat, I mean the UPS man.
(Just LOOK AT MY JELL-O RING! [It’s exquisite, isn’t it?])
Apparently my letter to the Tupperware people “took.”
That being said, if anyone has an issue that needs sorting,
LOOK NO FURTHER PEOPLE.–I’m your stripper.
It’s (clearly) safe to say I’m pret-ty damn powerful.
Need to send a letter to that bastard landlord?
Did your local dry cleaner lose your favorite Juicy sweatsuit?
Being stalked by an ex?
LOOK NO FURTHER PEOPLE.
(Don’t make me say it again.)
I can deliver results.
Which is better than say… delivering pizza. (For obvious reasons.)