Bree!

You need a pane of glass to replace the one you broke on the job, and you need it before someone finds out and you get fired? Call Bree. You get all of you tires stolen and you have no idea what to do? Call Bree. You need a ride from the airport at 11pm? Call Bree. You need someone to bring you booze and cry on when your girl friend dumps you? Call Bree.

Do I ever have anyone in my corner? That I can call? Nope. I’m the last on everyones priority list. I’m the one you dont want a call from at 1 am. I can’t even get a rsvp to roller derby, let alone anyone to come and bring me oj and a sammich when I’m sick with 103 fever. Don’t worry… I’ll do it myself. I’ll just call Bree everyone else does.