Merry F@*$ing Christmas, Jerkface.
Today has been a mind-numbing day. It hasn’t been bad, but it just won’t end, and my eyes are all dry from this recycled office air. Nonetheless, I’m getting excited about the holidays. This is the best time of year in the office. We get lots of paid time off, compared to other months. There is always some kind of holiday celebration with free food, and I get Christmas cards from vendors who didn’t specify who should receive the card. I suppose they didn’t make their receptionist write all the addresses by hand. Actually, this year I only had to write-out 140-something envelopes, which is way better than the 300+ I did last year. It’s a Christmas Miracle!!
Anyways, here is a fridge song I did last Christmas.
Prentice the Rad Receptionist
(Sung To The Tune of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)
Prentice the Rad Receptionist
Hates to write e-mails in prose.
When it’s time to clean the icebox,
Everyone at knows
That you have thirty minutes
To claim your Tupperware and treats,
Or Prentice the Rad Receptionist
Will toss away all your good eats!
On one foggy Christmas Eve
Santa came to say,
“Yo Prentice! With yo rhymez so tight,”
“Won’t you clean my fridge tonight?”
Prentice said “Sure thing, Santa!”
As he shouted out with glee! (Whoopie!)
That’s why Prentice the Rad Receptionist,
Will clean the fridge-out at quarter to three!
PrenticeOsborne.Com 
ROFLMAO I don’t think I’ve seen this one before! Love it. Also, I did get your text this morning, and I do believe I accommodate your request. 😉
Sweet! I’ll send you the song tomorrow. Don’t let it get in the way of finals though!
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