Tonight I went out to St. Awesome's to help hang some reflective panels on stage for this weekend's Easter services. You'd think that while volunteering at church you'd be free from ridicule and sarcasm. You'd be wrong, though. Have a little trouble with the torque settings on an electric drill or improperly measure the distance between a couple of holes and all of a sudden you're a pariah.

Here's Matt and Tim who never make any mistakes...


Ooooh, everything they do is so straight and perfect...





If it makes you feel any better Patch, Matt is pretty bad in basketball. I usually school him pretty hard even though he tries to take out my legs. My dead sexy legs...  


It does make me feel better. He's pretty bad at dodge ball too. And he totally rips off my ideas for interesting emails.

He can crank on a wiffle ball, though.  


I hate you both.  


That's it... lash out...  


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