Never Trust Josh

The first moral of today's story is that if you're Brandon and you need/want a shirt to wear to a night out with EFY kids, don't ask Josh. The first thing he reached for was a pink stripped shirt that had the cuffs rolled up to about the 3/4 length. Ontop of that, while putting it on, Josh then proceded to grab his own cologne and spray it a few times on Brandon. That was just too much for me.

With that put to the side, today at work we had the BEST nametag EVER. The name on it was Howie Feltersnatch, and he was a Gynocologist. Say it outloud, and realize that it's a joke nametag. We couldn't stop laughing. It was just one of those things that we were so supprised that someone actually had the guts to put in an order for that nametag that we could only laugh at it the entire way through. The best was when one of the girls who was processing it thought that the nametag was funny just becasue of the job that he held, she didn't get the name. We had to say it a few times to her so that she could understand what was going on and why the rest of us were laughing so much about it.