FES=Foreign Exchange Student
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Someone I love dearly read my blog for the first time yesterday, and wanted to know what FES meant?
He guessed ‘Fucking Exchange Student.’
I howled. I never thought of that. I corrected him, and said it’s pronounced ‘fez’ like Fez from ‘That 70’s Show.’
In other news, I went out of the house today. Hooray! I only went to Wallyworld because it’s close. Reason 583 to hate Walmart: Grandma cashiers. The woman packed my groceries oddly. The celery had it’s own bag, Doritos and my beloved People magazine shared a bag. I had about 15 bags packed light enough for for an elf to carry, and then she packed 6 large soup cans in a bag together, and 4 large glass jars of sauce in another bag.
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